my hot water bottle died.
again.
that's two in one winter.
he didn't even have a name yet.
9.2.08
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3 comments:
I don't think you can borrow mine again. You're clearly a carrier for the Sudden Water Bottle Death syndrome.
True tragedy. Twice!
Major Confession: Mine popped about a month ago, but I thought it was just me and my killing capacities, and I felt so bad, and I didn't want to tell you. But now I feel that I can confess my own tragedy, and now we can reorder together!
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