I don't wanna work either, but I'm never gonna be rich, so.....(hey, my flickr badge won't show up on my blog anymore...any ideas?)
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It’s Saturday, May 14, 1966. I wake up around seven in the morning to the wonderful smell of bacon frying in the kitchen. That aroma alone...
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I don't wanna work either, but I'm never gonna be rich, so.....
(hey, my flickr badge won't show up on my blog anymore...any ideas?)
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