Happy New Year
Peas, man.
posted by Captainwow on
12/30/2004
time flies
one looks deep into the navel
and sighs
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4 Comments:
Peas man to you too . . .
made me smile . . .
we need that lately, don't we???
By
Saija, at 1/01/2005 7:38 PM
Amen Capt. Peas are the answer.
By
Mawci, at 1/03/2005 10:07 AM
I hate it when the canned peas pop and then that mush comes out in your mouth...
Oh, man. Thats not the point...
Hey! Happy New Year!
By
Headless-in-GR, at 1/03/2005 4:15 PM
Peas, but didn't mean too until the porta pottie was available.
Crap.
Huh.
By
Pat, at 1/11/2005 6:28 PM
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