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March 31, 2004

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JerseaGirl

An hour lunch? Margaritas. And pooperscooping? I keep trying to wait for the next freeze, but that's no longer likely, so it looks like it's going to be an every-other-day affair if I want to keep it in some kind of perspective that I can deal with! Oh yeah, the hour lunch/Margaritas? Only if you work retail- makes the stereotypical customer a nicer person.

bogie

Hehehehe

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