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I am one of those rare creatures who is not on Facebook :)
HAHAHAHA! Oh you so should have done it. You are freaking hilarious, missy!
hahaha deffinitley!!! I agree……deffinitley made me laugh….woow to facebook……!!
I’m hanging out with Raul, somewhere other than facebook.
I LOVE it!
I’m STILL laughing!
My office had a pajama party. I sometimes have to thank small gawds that I’m still on maternity leave.
My favorites have always been those of the outside-the-box variety. (Sure, the tarts turn my head, but who remembers them afterward?) You have to do the Facebook one next year, or come down here and do it in the ArtCar Parade. It’s just too brilliant! And be sure to plan it months in advance.
Inane games, random photos, a dress made of velcro? Or maybe we should just do that to my car, accompanied by a team of skaters who keep changing the data.