Do not fold, spindle, or mutilate. This vajayjay is not a toy.
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September 19, 2008
I love my job, part 2
One of my students baby-sits for Neil Armstrong's grandkids. One of them told her that they were in school one day, and in class they did a jigsaw puzzle of his Pop-Pop. He has no idea why. (He's only four). That is so cute.
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