tide to-go pens . . .
if only thing they could wipe away the shame.
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posted by roger at 9:59 AM
Friday, November 21, 2008
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6 Comments:
Two posts in one day. Am I in heaven?
10:22 PM
Indeed.
6:02 PM
may-b: Heaven is a blog on earth.
SGS: Cuz, they can't. Try as I might.
1:32 PM
Baby wipes can. Or at least I hope so.
1:27 PM
A word about tide-to-go pens. They expire. Didn't know that, so I walked around the office smelling like pee for a day. I think it would have been better if I'd just left the chocolate on my pants after all.
7:29 PM
Really? I had no idea. Apparently, you need to spill more stuff on yourself.
9:21 AM
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