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I Wish I Could Still Fit into My Bikini…
Posted on June 2, 2009 by pandemonic
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LOL I’d look like an exploded can of biscuts.
LOL… I think it’s those damned biscuits that did me in to begin with!
Y’all in the Doctor business we call it ‘biscuit posioning.’ I am in no position to say one word though.
-Dr. B