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Amethyst Anne said…
Oh Andre(a)! I love you.
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Andre(a)
April 16, 2010 at 11:27 PM
brite said…
Poor Andre(a)! But this picture speaks a kajillion words...
PS. Spot says she's having trouble loading my blog page...is this happening to you too?
April 17, 2010 at 6:53 AM
Laffylady said…
BwHahahah.... too funny..sad but true..I hope we dont here of his demise in the upcoming weeks..!
April 19, 2010 at 9:46 AM
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