It's official, I can no longer claim with any measure of confidence that Whoozyerkid is still a mere baby. Her feet smell like ass. They really, really do.
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Between Whoozyerkids, Whoozyerdaddy, Wheresmyhouse and pounds of flesh, watch me get siphoned like a gas tank without a lock...
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- Nicole Shaputis
- Martinez, CA, United States
- Nicole lives with her husband, two daughters, two mutts and two chickens in the SF Bay Area.
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This tome's about my experience. So if I offend you I will apologize in advance. I'll try to go easy; true identities and names have been withheld. However, your role in my life has been identified if you are the source of my extraordinary amusement/trouble. Most often the subject matter lives under my roof and can't yet read.
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