Thursday, March 18, 2010

Impetigo Will It Reapear

My husband says there to do gymnastics ...

Nothing reflects my mood better than this cartoon:



is bad enough that we have to die one day, at least, we have the Creator left our young little body until sunset and the day we we had to go, say three hundred twenty years, would come out simply and quietly from the scene. That would be a graceful exit.
But no, to snatch a minute rusty death, we must refrain from dozens of things, eating healthy, exercising and bitching as much as possible ...
who bore him.

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