Heh.

[punkykytty]

I had a dream in which I was making baked potatoes at three in the morning, but none of the potatoes were good, and my mother kept telling me to call Braverman and ask him to come over.

Strange.

Sorry about yesterday guys. My jet lag keeps screwing around with my system.

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LOL, that's funny.......

[tntd_shintaido]

Hey, well look at that. It seems in your subconcious you know you are destined to marry Braverman in the future.... or yu just vhant iz sexzy boady... You decide

LOL

[giantmb]

that means you love me like the irish love potatoes.