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Calgon, take me far, far away
Calgon, take me far, far away

Calgon, take me far, far away

Ever have one of those days? You know, the kind of day where you wonder just what kind of wacky tobacky you were smokin’ when you decided it was a good idea to have kids? Yeah, me too.

4 Comments

  1. SJ

    Mine wasn’t tobacky. It was Cabernet. And I obviously drank too damn much. TWICE! I have to make myself go look at old photos or home movies to remind myself that I didn’t always want to kill the children on days like that. It works. (For at least an hour or so.)

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