I was born in a dusty house on Flicker Street in the City. My mother was assisted by my brother, Oliver, who was only three at the time. My father was busy playing Carrom with the boys from work and wouldn't learn of my existence for another 72 hours.
Here's the contest! If I receive 5 unique comments on this post by Sunday, 2/17/08, I will resume my frenetic blogging pace.
3 comments:
Nothing, even Mario's package, is free anymore. Sigh.
I'm late in seeing this. If I had known earlier I would have organized a post-comments-on-...Diet soap-campaign.
Hey Diet Soap Mama!
I'm way late on this post. My fault entirely. Mario looks................................................................
(stanky).
HBM
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