Looks like it's gonna be one of those nights. There's a confused resident who keeps coming to my desk looking for things.
Friday, November 25, 2011
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Looks like it's gonna be one of those nights. There's a confused resident who keeps coming to my desk looking for things.
Posted by Tempest Nightingale LeTrope at 12:38 AM
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