So, while going to work, I stepped in dog doo. I left a smear in my car that I had to clean off- yuck. Luckily, I was wearing my Blundstone's boots- they were easy to clean off. I stepped in deer doo at my parents house a few months ago in the same pair of shoes.
Supposedly, though, this means good luck is coming. I think I need it. Thank you feces.
Thursday, March 02, 2006
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