flash mobs have quickly become my new favorite thing. take this week's premiere of weeds....what's the one thing that could distract nancy from the harsh reality that her life now belonged to the mexican mafia: flashmob. for a brief moment, she experienced pure unadulterated joy and bliss. now if only i could be in the right place at the right time. seriously, i could die happy if i witnessed a flash mob.
The Peach Cobbler that went missing for 40 years.
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Look, this isn’t a real post. It’s just me sharing a story that might help
you if you’ve been in my same predicament. When I was little my great
grandmothe...
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