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Living with Large 12 Year Olds
2002-01-26 - 1:31 p.m.


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Last night, my parents came home from up north.


I could tell they had an agenda.  I love my parents dearly, would die for them.


I love them in spite of their flaws.


But sometimes its like spending time with twelve year olds.


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