Sweaty forehead.
Throbbing temples.
Double checking dates on the calendar ... it couldn't be ...
Palms clammy.
Quickened pulse.
Slight waves of nausea and feeling out of control.
But it's true, it's happened, just as planned ...
Our Foxtel's been disconnected.
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- Today
- So a priest, a nun and a shepherd go into a bar...
- I don't know if we can be friends anymore
- Do you clean your computer screen?
- How do I get into these situations?
- *WHUMP*
- I'm getting all the symptoms.
- I promise, I'm not some weird stalker
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- Nowhere else to put it
- Happy 4th birthday, dear Boo
- If it wasn't for Scraps
- And the mystery spot izzz....
- My reputation precedes me
- And STEP two, three, four
- Asking the important questions
- Up and down like a bride's nighty
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