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Wednesday, January 10, 2007



Oh, that would be a nasty candle! My 18 month old grabs stuff out of the fridge all the time, and that's my fear: shattered glass on the tile floor. What a mess! I'm glad no one got cut.


When I worked in a grocery store, someone knocked over a jar of pickles. I think how much it sucked in a wide open grocery store, and can only imagine how horrible it would be in a small kitchen.


OMG!! What a funny name!! You kill me Kate!


Seriously, the thought of that smell makes me cringe!! LOL.

Mrs. Flinger

Oh, badbad for pregnant women. I think I gagged just thinking of it. Oy.

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