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Frailty thy Name is Ryan

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

You Can Pick Your Friends...

"Come here..."

"What?"

"You've got something on your nose."

"Huh? Oh, okay"

"Come here, I think it's frosting or something..."

"Uh, dude. That was a booger. You just picked my nose."
Posted by MRC at 12:25 PM

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