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Tupperware
Who is responsible for all this organized thinking?
4 comments:
Wait, what was I going to write here?
Oh yeah, I know what that's like...
At work, my brain cells are overactive in entirely non-work-related subject areas. My prospective future as a hip hop diva, for example.
dead brain cells? just do what I do: tap 'em out your ear canal & smoke 'em up.
Or brew 'em in your tea.
Yes, that can get so annoying sometimes...but...past...mfttt..and how about those Twins!
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