WindGeist
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"Bedtime," His mother said, scooting her son toward the stairs. It was late now, past his bedtime, going one twelve. He should have been asleep hours ago, but the charming young lad had managed to evade bedtime and even stay up to watch some TV... A few hours of TV actually. Reluctantly the young boy stood up and headed toward the stairs, "Don't forget to brush your teeth." His mother called from behind him. He turned to gaze at her a moment, rolling his eyes. His mother simply laughed and hurried back to the kitchen, trying to get some chores done last minute so she didn't have to do them later. Kyle
Boring Week
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Curiosity killed the cat, satisfaction brought it back.
Happy holidays!
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Most lies about blondes are false.
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