Picture, possibly doctored, from an Ozark friend. The concept holds, however: They so lied to us.Why I can't stop:
There ain't shit at the end of the rainbow. Oops—maybe there is!
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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
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- 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.
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Don't be Wicked.
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