- T, I'm playing with the wheel of your chair, so don't roll back. You'll squoosh my fingers.
- Follow the sultry sound of my voice...
- Tell them you're trying to weed out the weak-eyed.
- I think these carpets could really do without the pink.
- I'm just a little black raincloud...hovering under the Honey Tree. I'm just a little black raincloud...pay no attention to little me. Everyone knows that a raincloud never eats honey, no, not a nip. I'm just a little black raincloud...wondering where I might drip.
- Tanna, you're an island! Among other things!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
How was my day?
I'm glad you asked! Here're some highlights:
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