Ross: Sometimes, I wish you were more of a slut.
What the mess.
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One doesn't *become* a Southern lady. You either are, or you are not. No amount of acclimation will make up for a lack of upbringing based on bare feet, good manners, and the mastery of "puddling" rather than sweating.
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- I'm left handed. Consequently, I always have an ink smudge on my pinkie.
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Current knits
- MacBook cozy
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- Are we as awesome as we think we are?
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- My Birthday Present from God
- Missing “T’s” and Traffic Jams
- Question: Who loves a slightly drunk birthday girl...
- Code Blue alternative?
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- Slowly going mad
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