photograph by Chris Garrison
In a shameless appeal for readers, I present this as the reason for both why I should stop smoking and why I can't.
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This blog used to be called "Why I Can't Stop Smoking." Well, I did stop smoking. Now I need to stop drinking. The only thing is, every day there seems to be a reason why I can't just yet. It worked before, so—here goes! Today's reason
mr. and mrs. jones
About Me
- Claudia
- The sister of the President of the Garden Club, a former journalist (People, Life) and now vacation rental property manager on an island once known as Claudia's Island, Claudia has honed her bedmaking skills and seldom travels without a truckload of substandard chairs.
4 comments:
I need a cigarette after looking at that hot piece of ass. How much for your little girl?
quit your day job, citichild
Well, I guess I don't need readership that badly.
whatever you do, don't click on scaryoldfart's name or else you'll be sucked into porn quicksand.
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