So i'm on a road trip to regina as I type this, and I think i'm free of the pantry full of girl guide cookies at home. Lo and behold, a box appears. I swear these things multiply and follow me.
Trevor's eating the brown ones, and I'm stuck with the white ones. Wtf? That's not right. Since when do white people like brown ones better, and brown people like the white ones better?
Oh wait, nevermind.
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Raj Phangureh
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Friday, June 5, 2009
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