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SLEEPING UGLY: The Life and Adventures of Zelda and Jethro
Friday, June 15, 2007
Be Careful What You Wish
If you ask your husband for a DP, you are more likely to get a funny look than a Dr. Pepper.
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Zelda
I'm a crack-ho lazy mom who vacillates between feelings of inadequacy and delusions of grandeur. I am not bothered by kid snot, garlic breath or Bob Dylan's voice. But pinch me with your toes and I will probably kill you.
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