Books. Bikes. Boomsticks.
"Hige sceal þe heardra, heorte þe cenre, mod sceal þe mare, þe ure mægen lytlað…"
one a these days.I shall pilgrimage to Indy.For the sacred event.
Joanna: hey, do you still have my cat 5/6 crimper?
Sorry, grandpa Gwinn's frying fish that day.
Don,That sounds like an excused absence to me. :)
Roberta: I do have it, and I will bring it. Thanks for reminding me!
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