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December 16, 2003

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Key

...Oh no you didn't!!!

When I was 18, all unsolicited approaches were shot down with a drop dead stare.

Now, *sigh*...

Whistles thrown in my direction are getting fewer and farther between, so I guess I best take what I can get.

Linda

LMAO...funny ;)

Acidman

My hot bitch comes to me when I whistle at her. Of course, she IS a dog.

Ms Anna

Has Acidman, the self-professed old fart, admitted that he can only get a hot bitch by whistling for his dog?

No, surely not!

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