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Memories–made of this.
Last night, I came home to find a humming bird beating the bees off the bee balm, a pair of mallards and their gay uncle basking by the pond, and our frog enjoying the sun while he sat on a stone by...
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My childhood bedroom
My parents decided not to replace our bedroom carpet until my sister and I had stopped spitting up and pissing in corners. The carpet was an ugly grey and black, not the kind of thing you usually see...
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Where am I? Who am I?
My son has embraced a new Facebook trend and turns out to have a talent for it. In the last week, he has posted: I am so DC I remember dat if u had 3 buckets and 2 sticks u had a party I am so DC I...
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I don’t got milk
I have failed the online Irish test set by Buzzfeed. I can’t sing the anthem, I don’t speak Gaelic and, perhaps most damning of all, I don’t drink tea. It is the milk that puts me off. I find milk...
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