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As I lie in bed at home resting my fevered head I can't help thinking about the neighborhood's little creatures.
Posted by Songdog on September 16, 2005 03:37 PM | Permalink
CHWAW-ming! -- as a Queens gal I used to work with would say.
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September 16, 2005 06:04 PM
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