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October 09, 2008


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Something feels a little like cheating about the GP. I mean if the beans are good enough, you just take your chances. I suppose it's a courtesy to bystanders to limit the emphemistically ill effects, but you know if they have the same chance to partake of the beans, it's pretty much just joining in the fun. Possibly I was raised wrong.


eta: Lovely story, btw.

Chelsea Mathis

Sam and I stayed away from the Gas Potato, but "Aunt Bea" was none too pleased when she caught us feeding the stray cats some of the food from dinner. It resulted in our banishment from the kitchen for a period of time!

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