Wednesday, April 7, 2010

On My Honor

Sorry, I was going to call and warn you, but then you got here before I had a chance.

Don't worry about it. There's really no point in warning me; I'm always prepared. I'm like a boyscout. Except I don't know how to tie knots.
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