Ugh...my scalp hurts from French braids...
And now for a poem.
Roses are red, violets are blue,
Anthony, if you don't stop bugging me about pictures, I will shoot you!
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3 cups of kitty, a teaspoon of possum, and a dash of teenage girl... Who am I kidding? I can't cook...
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