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Wordless Wednesday: Burn It Down

September 1, 2010December 6, 2011 ~ Tashmica Torok

There are days when I honestly wonder, “Do I clean it or burn it down?”

I can’t imagine one scenario where my child, a toilet brush and

a sink could possibly amount to something good.

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Holly says:

September 1, 2010 at 8:24 pm

I am frequently faced with this dilemma. The sad thing is that it usually involves a 13 yr ol boy that KNOWS BETTER!! AAAAHHHHHH!! ;p

Thanks for stopping by!! ;D

Now I get to go read all about your cause!! WOOHOO!! Thanks for participating!

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