I wonder if…
My purple socks will pick their nose, my green shirt will bite its’ ear off or my camoflauge skirt will descend to the depths of hell to join me in my misery…the day holds many surprises…
My purple socks will pick their nose, my green shirt will bite its’ ear off or my camoflauge skirt will descend to the depths of hell to join me in my misery…the day holds many surprises…
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