One geek still howling at the moon
Good or bad, it’s never dull.
I love you, sweetie.
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“Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra when suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.”
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8. January 2007 at 19:00
“Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra when suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.”