Wednesday, March 17, 2004

give grandma lovin'

I woke up this fine, arctic-y morning cold, tired, and insanely jealous of my dear friends in Mexico, Panama, and ghetto Central Florida. I was all set to spend the day looking sullen and feeling sorry for myself. Then I read this week's installment of Savage Love. Nothing like a good granny jerking off a parakeet story to give a person a new lease on life.

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