As children we -the boys- threw these in the girl's shirts where they would tickle their way up.
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Monday, May 28, 2012
Dead fish skit
This fish has ceased to be. It's gone to meet it's maker. It's pushing up the daisies. Or waterlilies. It's a late fish.
Saturday, May 12, 2012
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