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Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Toms
Toms my dear shoes. I love you to death, and you make my feet feel like pillows, but damn you smell bad. I mean really. It might be the bare feet/ leather combo? I'm not so sure. But daaaaaamn. They reak. Imma go, uh, scrub them now. Lata gatas. :)
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