remember the alamo
OK. I am not dead. I am just in San Antonio for the weekend to celebrate the new job of Lee (my apostrophes are broken…), at frog design in austin. Jon is throwing a party, and I get to see all my friends and former coworkers. I have a shitload of Google shirts to throw at people… maybe I will try to do a Mardi Gras bead-type thing… they show me their tits…
Speaking of, back on Sunday with a fabulous post about the phenomenal power of my breasts. (Just wait…)
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Titillating posts seem to be all the rage. I don’t have to show anyone mine right now — they introduce themselves before I enter a room!
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