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Monday, July 03, 2006

The worst

There is nothing in the world worse that hearing your dad cry after losing his best friend. Nothing nothing nothing.

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Blogger junkyardlove said...

LE, i am so sorry.

My dad lost his BFF about 4 years ago. It was so sad. They were like two peas in a pod.

12:49 PM  

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