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Monday, September 14, 2009
It Wasn't He Wasn't a Dead Beat...More Like His Rhythm Was Sick
So I think I should take a class. Now I just need to figure out what I don't know so I can try to capture it in a room with others. Like decorating teacups. Or driver's ed again.
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Foodie44
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Hubert, what about a cooking class at a prison?????
September 14, 2009 at 4:38 PM
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Hubert, what about a cooking class at a prison?????
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