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talking to myself
procol harum whiter shade of pale has been in my head early this morning
#musicmonday
11 hours ago
blueshirts win the shootout.. just cooked a savage meal.. i got that old familiar feeling coming on
2 days ago
http://twitpic.com/pj8ee
- no i didnt do it
2 days ago
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YankeeMegInPHL
i had to stop watching the game my messier jersey was getting angry
3 days ago
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EnidGordon
i would have dressed up as the king and took them to city hall myself its a piece of paper:)
4 days ago
