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Originally Posted by Arwen
This is what happens when that damned Glyneice goes out of town. No Glynncamole. No Hooker wine. No Wii.
I'm sure we can have fun.
Hey I know! We can play "Pin The Dreads On Ebon".
Can someone pick up some heavy duty thumb tacks? .gif "Say What?")
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I was just thinking about Ebon's dreads and thinking it would be fun to see them on him again. And we could make up all KINDS of games involving them.
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Originally Posted by Gemme
Well, at least she won't be bowling/playing baseball/golfing like Ebon does.
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What, not networked into group Frisbee golf like the Beauhunk and some other butches I don't feel like naming?
there might be some Frisbee golf widows in Austin. In return, I'm working on starting a club to create some wine widowers. Any takers?
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