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[wickedflea]

Eleven-hour workdays reek of peenis. But oh well, at least I can go on my little interview trip knowing that I have everything done that I'm supposed to at work.

Margaret lent me her lucky rock. She thinks it's actually a petrified clam and swears it contains magic. I ain't gonna argue with the woman.

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[buscemi.livejournal.com]

"I got an apple!"
"I got a candy bar!"
"I got gum!"

"I got a rock."

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

Not only that, but a clam rock! But I'll take what I can get.

[motherevol.livejournal.com]

M'kay, I'm sure this isn't the first nor will it be the last time a woman lets you borrow her magical clam.

Tell me something, is it bearded?

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

I knew you would ask that. ;)

[carocrow.livejournal.com]

I am not even going to go to the mental image of Margaret loaning you her magic petrified clam.

[wickedflea.livejournal.com]

;j'oi