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. . . a female midget is waking up with a kiler hangover and perhaps a vagure memory of a strange blue-haired lady carrying her into her apartment. You see the strangest damn things from the balconies of that town. Sometimes those strange things fall down and start crying and you end up having to help them get home. |
| Beth July 12, 2008 04:54 PM PDT Ooh, I wonder if it was my old neighbor...unless Lawrence has multiple "little people" ;) :) | ||
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