Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fronds
The Wixom Vixen was knocked on her ass earlier this week and has been down for the count. But it seems my mother was right and I was not knocking at Death's door and didn't need a priest at my bedside. So I will live to see my next birthday and will finally be able to legally drink!
posted by Jessica B. @ 9:02 PM
7 Comments:
At 8/31/2005 9:34 PM,
Anonymous said…
Wow. That sucks. Please don't spread disease to me on Friday.
At 8/31/2005 9:34 PM,
Anonymous said…
Hope you feel better!
At 8/31/2005 9:34 PM,
Anonymous said…
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At 8/31/2005 9:35 PM,
Anonymous said…
I want some of your "homemade" cookies and "special" brownies.
At 9/01/2005 6:36 AM,
Unknown said…
You must have had "Eye." It'll put you down, like a horse with a broken leg, that you have to shoot, because it'll never be able to walk again and that would be horrible so you just have to put it out of it's misery, and that's just tragic and I'm totally just trying to run on this sentence forever although I know it has to end eventually but I don't care.
At 9/01/2005 9:59 AM,
Michelle said…
hope you feel better!
At 9/02/2005 2:03 PM,
Anonymous said…
wuss
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