A bus clamors by; Shannon and Michelle take note of the giant face emblazoned on the side of it. "Hey Kate, it's your man." I glance quickly, not really focusing on it at all. I already know who is on the side of the bus. It's been shoved up my ass for three months now every time I have to get on the M86. I give a Jim Norton "UGH" and launch into
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I'm glad you laughed-a-lot. Just to let you know Clay spent his Christmas with the flood victims of Mexico while you were working hard with the autistic kids that he had supported with his foundation. Sorry he had to also tour so that he can donate more of his money (and time) to his foundation.
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Besides, he was more about Broadway's search for the AIDS cure at the end of Spamalot to even mention his foundation.
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Third I really miss the lemons. I am going to keep speaking about the lemons until you bring back the lemons! LEMONS! LEMONS!
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And yes, I feel I was a bit harsh to the first poster because you can't read a "tone". I should be happy someone other than my sister actually reads this trash. My tone was meant to be sarcastic.
No more posting about the lemons! Let it burn!
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and what is this whole lemon thing? I feel so left out!!!
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As for the lemons, they used to be at the bottom of my BLOG to express how I felt. I will refer you to \this BLOG which explains the change.
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Shouldn't there be a comma between the really's? You really fucked this one up Kate. I hope you're happy with yourself.
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