The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. ~Erma Bombeck
Friday, October 22, 2010
Filthy smokers
I think there is a special place in hell for smokers who flick their butts out. I'm sure they are stupid enough to think that just because its small, its not really littering, or it doesn't make a difference.
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