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[wickedflea]

My friend Cooter just sent me two pictures of his wife parked amongst the blooming trees of Atlanta in a new Saab convertible. That's just eighteen kinds of fucking wrong.

Yes, I have a friend named Cooter who apparently now owns a Saab. Deal.

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[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

No way--you have one of those? I have an Aunt Thorval. She hates the name, though, so naturally we call her Snog.