May. The time when you want to kick yourself for not keeping better records. That's right.... it's Annual Report season. F*ck!
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- Your last worst hope
- Spitters never win?
- From the mouths of babes
- The name game
- Before you're even out the gate
- You never had it so good
- It's not classy, but it's funny
- Breathe easy. Or not.
- Nothing says forever like a precious stone in your...
- Why has it taken me so long to figure this out?
- Dookie
- Comin' right back to bite ya
- Sometimes the people you get stuck with stick
- Neuroses vs. endorphines: An impasse
- Unconditional
- That's just happiness creeping up on you
- Biding time by binding time
- Face it
- Hot spots, ice packs, hand-warmers and home
- Leader of the unfortunate lemmings?
- A lesson in Basement Jaxx
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