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on the verge of sheer desperadoes. not really. but i cant find my jeans from last nights adventure, which leads me to believe mom wore them to work, which in turn leads me to believe they did not, in fact, have a hole on the inside of the left knee. I dont think she can wear hole-y jeans to work.. but she wears my jeans with the hole on the pocket.. who knows. everyone that is supposed to be her boss is indeed her bitch.. Like phillip the gay. She buys him seafoam green and purple (seperate shirts) shirts for christmas. AAAAAAND he wears them. And phillip the g. doesn't write her up for wearing sandals. :-P and he's really gay. Oh well. that bit of info was useless. and i'm no closer to finding my jeans