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Flowers for you. Mandevilla flowers to be exact. From the plant I gave my Mom for Mother's Day.

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Anonymous said…
I love the Mardi Gras Mask Corn Dog.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Unknown said…
what, my comment wasn't good enough to make the cut? i see how it is...actually, i'm just making conversation. happy soon to be birthday!
Thursday, May 31, 2007
C-C-C-Corn Dog said…
what comment? what cut? what ARE you talking about devil woman?
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Anonymous said…
I posted about yer almost birthday havin' ass on mi bloggo. So take that! Call if there are celebratory plans or I'll keep your gift for my greedy self.
Friday, June 01, 2007
Unknown said…
i made some comment about mandevillas vs bouganvilia, or however you spell them, and how i don't know the difference between them. it was really riveting, obviously.
Monday, June 04, 2007
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