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April 11, 2008

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Kristen, can I order a mominatrix shirt in size XL? I only see large but I won't fit one boob in a large -- or my mummy tummy (I know, four years later) for that matter. :)

I may be a good helpful husband part down, but I'm very jealous of you having the horny mom thing happening. I'd kill for a horny mom. . . not my mom I mean my baby's mom. . .

So first you steal a duck, and now this at J&J? What, are you trying to knock off all the deadly sins before you turn 30?

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