I'm thinking that dinner tonight may be a Five Dollar Foot Long. Son won't be home tonight & I don't feel like cooking for just myself.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
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I'm thinking that dinner tonight may be a Five Dollar Foot Long. Son won't be home tonight & I don't feel like cooking for just myself.
Posted by Tempest Nightingale LeTrope at 5:40 PM
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