I just don't.
If loving Cheeseburgers this much is wrong, I don't want to be right.
posted by Thérèse on Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
The Cheeseburgers Poem Cheeseburgers, cheeseburgers How lovely thou art Cheeseburgers, cheeseburgers Make me so smart Cheeseburgers, cheeseburgers Tasting so sweet Cheeseburgers, cheeseburgers So messy they're neat Cheeseburgers, cheeseburgers Oh so very cheesy Cheeseburgers, cheeseburgers Make me seem greedy Cheeseburgers, cheeseburgers You are soooooo yummy Cheeseburgers, cheeseburgers Get into my tummy!
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3 Comments:
Guess what...I think I may never be able to have a cheeseburger again...GASPS! Stoooooopid Gallbladder!!!
i'm not convinced ever being "right" is a real concern for you...
hehe
Oh, Krystle. I'm... I'm so sorry. :(
I will eat a cheeseburger in your honor.
Touché, FF, touché...
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