December 2017

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So it was a hot summer night, my phone rings and it’s him! Ahh! Not him! I suddenly turn into a swooning teen whenever he calls! He basically asked me what I was up too. Now, I told him I was washing my hair that night – no doubt with my beloved Tea Tree Shampoo

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If you are not a gun person, just keep on browsing, Bucko. This is a bullet-ridden piece of text. I love going to the range. I first got the idea not out of self-defense. I got it from watching American Beauty. There is a scene there, in which one of the characters says that when