it's my birthday.
i smelled burnt toast and thought i was dead.
i smelled burnt toast and thought i was dead.
posted by Faint faint faintedink at 11:58 a.m.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
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- Location: Mississauga, ONT., Canada
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