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Friday, February 19, 2016
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Thursday, February 11, 2016
Laughing Lhursday*
* [For first time visitors]:
Typo in the title?
Nah.
It's just that I would not let a tiny T spoil an avantgardistic alliteration.
As time goes by
It's the two hundred and ninth birthday
of our granddaughter's
great-great-great-great-great-grandfather.
of our granddaughter's
great-great-great-great-great-grandfather.
Tuesday, February 09, 2016
Monday, February 08, 2016
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