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dry husband duty.

i cringe when taking off my shoes and socks cuz these gnarly nails affected some toe pox.

a vignette about one cockamamie female indubitably loony.

a boyhood toy worth a mint if I owned such long ago discarded keepsake.

playful word antics regarding half hard quest for gainful employment.

yours truly quite enigmatic to himself.

Extant consciousness courtesy sensational functioning hearing, seeing, smelling, tasting, and touching.

Fictitious and humorous pièce de résistance about... dumpster diving.

In essence, the history about headstone of paternal grandmother

upon the advent, when me eldest aire esse (ha) will become twenty five years young.