It is a crying shame that such a delicate flower as myself must do all her own moving. There ought to be hunky moving men at my beck & call!
Saturday, January 30, 2010
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It is a crying shame that such a delicate flower as myself must do all her own moving. There ought to be hunky moving men at my beck & call!
Posted by Tempest Nightingale LeTrope at 1:36 PM
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