Since my life consists of going to work, coming home, eating, making lunch and going to bed . . . I don't really have much to share here. As such I will add on a new segment entitled magnetic poetry. I'll pull these poems/phrases from the fridge at work.
The first phrase is:
Childhood potatoes make success.
Friday, October 16, 2009
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Unless you get them in your eye
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