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These colors don't run. They just walk away.
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I AM NOT MY OWN.
I WAS BOUGHT AT A PRICE.
I WAS BOUGHT AT A PRICE.
Welcome to the Bummer-Free Zone!
These colors don't run. They just walk away.
THE BFZ MOTTO:
Be a blessing and a help.
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4 comments:
I am dying to know who got skunked!!! Anyone???? Don't keep me hanging, man!
Nobody skunked this year. The Whites left their dog at home. On the last morning we were there I went for a jog and the smell of skunk butt hung heavily over the campground which I have renamed "skunk meadows" over Hurkey Creek. So somebody had a rough night, but for once it wasn't our party.
It's funny when it happens to other people. I like it better that way.
Hahaha, yes, I find it funny, as it's never happened to me. It happened to my dog once, while I was away at my dad's, so I didn't have to clean him up. So it still remains funny.
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