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November 14, 2008


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Oh, no! Not Dr. House! First, hell try to kill you to see what happens as you die, then hell revive you so that he can try several counterproductive therapies on you. Then hell steal your Vicodin.

Your little kitty sounds to be on life 13. I hope I am wrong.


You know, I put apostrophes in that comment. I wonder where they went.

One Sick Mother

The Apostrophe Monster got them. I dont think he lives here, though. He must be somewhere on the Internet -maybe in Typepad.

In our house we have several families of Monsters. We have a big Sock Monster who likes variety. He seldom eats the same type of sock twice. We also have several other kinds of monsters; Pen, Pencil, Eraser, Scissors, Rolls of Tape, Stamps, Soap, and em ...Chocolate (really!)



Ick, not Dr. House - I agree with yanub!

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