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  • Jan. 8th, 2009 at 4:22 PM
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I also accomplished cleaning the bathroom until it was fucking sparkilng, and the dog better not go in there to hide from the snow falling off the roof and get her hair everywhere because I sweeped that room like five times because of her!

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