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Friday, October 10, 2008. Links to this post. Saturday, October 4, 2008. I read recipes the same way I read science fiction - I get to the end and think. Well, thats not gonna happen! Links to this post. Saturday, September 27, 2008. Flashback Friday- Thomas animals. We ususally had several cats around. Pops tried raising pigs once thinking he could feed them the old fruit from the store and the lettuce leaves he trimmed each day. That didnt last long. They were noisy and stinky and no one like.The b.

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Friday, October 10, 2008. Links to this post. Saturday, October 4, 2008. I read recipes the same way I read science fiction - I get to the end and think. Well, thats not gonna happen! Links to this post. Saturday, September 27, 2008. Flashback Friday- Thomas animals. We ususally had several cats around. Pops tried raising pigs once thinking he could feed them the old fruit from the store and the lettuce leaves he trimmed each day. That didnt last long. They were noisy and stinky and no one like.The b.

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