Mrs. Dr. Murk decided that we should go to Florida. Now.
So, I'm fueling up the jet.
She says I'm going away and I can't bring my supernotebook computer.
I'll miss you all.
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3 comments:
Can you bring back a Space Shuttle?
I'll think of no one but you while you are gone . . .
if youre in the tampa bay area, you should visit the old hooters i used to work out. all of those girls are whores. by the time i left, i had been with 4 waitresses and the hostess.
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