When a Simple Sorry Doesn't Cut It...














Should I email Hallmark?





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Spot said…
Okay...so I know you posted 3 blogs today and I did read them all, but I'm pressed for time so I'm only leaving one comment. Still love me?

Today surely could have been canceled! And I love the idea of playing "terrorize the tenants" until they either pay or move out. I think you have just the ride attitude to get that job done. And please post them all so I can steal them for a forthcoming story. haha! And the email above was fantastic, especially coming after your Narci/Lawyer post.

I ♥ Danica. Feel better sweetie!

♥Spot
November 4, 2009 at 8:33 PM
Mark Price said…
Holy crap! If hallmark starts sellin those I will need a bigger mailbox!
November 4, 2009 at 9:10 PM
Meeko Fabulous said…
Ok . . . I laughed SO hard when I saw this because I read the previous post earlier today! LOL! :)
November 5, 2009 at 12:36 AM
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