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Thursday, February 5, 2009

Is It Wrong. . .

. . . That at 11 o'clock in the morning I'm thinking that a scotch might be just the thing to take the edge off?

I'm just kidding. Really, I am.
Posted by Sarah at 9:17 AM
Labels: daily life, what passes for humor, whining

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

:) Well, it's the end of the day now, so I can say with certainly that a scotch is perfectly acceptable. Hope your day got better. :)

February 5, 2009 at 4:25 PM

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