I have no problem with this, since I don't have to worry about randy upstairs neighbors.
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2 comments:
But it would be fun here in Earthquake country. Er, "But I'm Only Guessing".
Blushing,
'Grain
Twice the action for half the effort. And since when are earthquakes embarassing. We all want the earth to move....
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