’cause you’re the death of me

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Okay, so maybe “pedal-pushers” and an almost just as tight top weren’t the best idea this morning. I’m feeling lucky to be here in my office. I have never gotten that many catcalls. I felt a lot like a hooker working the streets, ’cause I got everything from “yo” to “hey you, hey you, hey, come here” or something to that effect. Didn’t these guys’ mothers teach them any manners?

I need to change the stylesheet for this thing. None of the links stand out. Sorry about that, guys.

Anyway, I’ve got Orgy’s “Stitches” stuck in my head. They have the same effect on me that Type O used to.

Okay, well time for some actual work. (:

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