For T.O.C.K.
Is this what it felt like to carry T.O.C.E.'s hulking frame around all last month, feeding her lines to which she never correctly responded? Don't answer that. I know the answer all too well.
posted by Charlene at 10:04 PM
Monday, April 21, 2008
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1 Comments:
Cripes, Charlene! Looks like appetizer, dinner AND dessert!
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