plus one cancelled CATscan times one irrate mother minus two broken automobiles equals me making a trip to Mansfield at the moment, but I’m not yet sure how this will remedy anything. It’s like getting the fox and the chicken and the rental car to the other side of the creek again.
The good news is that Evan DiTulio is my driver. Mae, I blame you for my torture. All this party needs is a solo female performer describing the time her boyfriend sucked her toes after they went hiking…and/or a Japanese kid with three gallons of beer at hofbrauhaus. whichever…
Details at 5.
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