A woman at work has kids. Of the four, only one lives with her. Two are with a man (father) and another is lives with the grandma. It seemed odd to me, but I didn't press further. Four, minus two, minus one, leaves one, right. The question "why" lingers.
I also noticed that, because you are a smoker, breaks occur more often -- how nice.
Blech!
I was also suggested, "You should smoke!"
I would not, could not, in this place. I will not, will not, get out of my face!
Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.
Thursday, March 01, 2007
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She apparently played the game of "Life" by Milton Bradley when she was a kid and truely believes that you sell off your kids.
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