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Did you *have* to call it "the cheese"?
October 22, 2010 at 07:23 AM
Ew, exactly. Even my fingertip on the phone screen feels dirty. Ew. Do we have to share the interweb with these people?
October 22, 2010 at 07:44 PM
Tami - Man up!
Big Dot - I'm here, I'm pasteurized, get used to it.
October 24, 2010 at 04:39 PM
I wish I had known you were going, I don't live but a few miles away. Pity.
October 25, 2010 at 03:02 PM
Oh, I see I posted this in the wrong place> I live near Bloomington not the cheese.
I wore my work uniform wrong side out all day too.
October 25, 2010 at 03:58 PM
Zayrina- How close to Bloomington? Because I'm going to say harsh things about Martinsville tomorrow.
October 25, 2010 at 10:49 PM
I work in Martinsville part time. I live in Plainfield which is metro-Indy.
I can only imagine that you might be going to say things related to race relations because that is the stereotypical remark about Martinsville. UNINFORMED stereotypical remarks. So, be forewarned that if you launch into some type of rant about Martinsville that involves race relations I will conclude you to be uninformed and clueless.
October 26, 2010 at 08:20 AM
Zayrina - Well, I quoted harsh things about Martinsville. And I never did find out where my rustic Klan sign was.
October 26, 2010 at 09:00 PM
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