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godofodd — Mister E
Published: 2008-07-31 19:44:26 +0000 UTC; Views: 826; Favourites: 19; Downloads: 24
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When I was two, my brother and I ran away from home. We traveled seven blocks to the grocery store because we knew they handed out free cookies. My frantic (and 8-month-pregnant) mother eventually found us gorging on cookies with our small ride-em toys (a turtle and a horse) parked neatly in the bike rack out front.What does this have to do with this scrap? Why, everything, of course! Do I have to spell it out for you?
