I can't count the number of (well deserved) smacks I got from friend's parents. Only hoped they didn't call and tell my mom because then I would get another when I got home.
Gratz.
I'm really starting to like that olive drab. Didn't care much for it at first, but it's kinda growing on me. I may have to step out of my black wrinkle comfort zone.
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