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Saturday, December 8

When I went to bed last night it was December but, when I awoke, I found myself on April 1st. That's the only explanation I have for this. Surely it must be a joke:

Kitty Wigs

I'd like to say more, but, frankly, I'm dumbfounded. Why? And how? And who? But mostly WHY?

It's just so many different types of wrong.

Posted by Mary at December 8, 2007 12:18 PM

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Wow. That would be a good way to get your shoes shat in at my house.

Posted by: Tenille at December 10, 2007 08:13 AM

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