This has been a terribly odd weekend. I've been a good son (hi mom), a great friend (yo, Slabby), but an awful boyfriend (sorry, Ann). It's an almost incongruous blend. Leave it to me to live it, then define it, though.
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PS- The picture of the kid is creepy.
You're not my boyfriend.
Uhhhhh, I know. (he says as he tiptoes backwards, slowly, from a thousand miles away...)
Don't you mean "Duhhhh"? Ever going to read my email?
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