tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20545109.post4056423932264581484..comments2023-10-06T14:36:29.780+02:00Comments on stop looking at me!: Rubbing my spring in your wintery face!choochoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17994404946009103090noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20545109.post-9263451825661060892011-04-11T20:06:44.843+02:002011-04-11T20:06:44.843+02:00Celia - who, me?
Jazz - on one hand you know me ...Celia - who, me? <br /><br />Jazz - on one hand you know me really well. On the other hand you don't know me at all :Pchoochoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17994404946009103090noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20545109.post-51539390182976027562011-04-11T18:24:40.859+02:002011-04-11T18:24:40.859+02:00A) you were born evil
B) Shaddap.
- JazzA) you were born evil<br /><br />B) Shaddap.<br /><br />- JazzAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20545109.post-52822328859220460082011-04-10T16:20:53.179+02:002011-04-10T16:20:53.179+02:00Oh please. You've known that you're evil f...Oh please. You've known that you're evil for ages.Celianoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20545109.post-45111123085373316852011-04-10T14:01:08.933+02:002011-04-10T14:01:08.933+02:00Jocelyn - you're all so discrete and subtle. I...Jocelyn - you're all so discrete and subtle. I'll remember that for next year. <br /><br />Secret agent - I saw! It's mighty pretty! It's a good thing that spring is finally popping up in most places, or I would have probably landed myself on a few hitlists.choochoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17994404946009103090noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20545109.post-64775698378224764202011-04-10T00:31:17.318+02:002011-04-10T00:31:17.318+02:00Not rubbing it in my face - see today's post!!...Not rubbing it in my <i>face</i> - see today's post!!secret agent womanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03763879283931347382noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20545109.post-71589420315187369302011-04-09T19:36:52.514+02:002011-04-09T19:36:52.514+02:00See now, where I'm from--the land called Minne...See now, where I'm from--the land called Minnesota--you're never allowed to rub anything in anyone's face. Thus, an early spring would be couched in talk of "too much mud" and "the blinding sun."Jocelynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03227519811818290510noreply@blogger.com