HOTLANTA!
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Earl Greyhound | 6 Mar 2007 | 0 Comments | Share this...
Birds are singing, flowers are blooming on the trees, and I’m reading Walt Whitman because that’s what one does in these situations. Matt keeps making fun of me, saying that Walt Whitman’s a *$@#!!… I think pansies are quite nice. I think I’ll go hug a bundle of twigs now and call it a day.
