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Friday, October 5, 2012
Bag Lady
Everyday my Grandma would go walking in the neighborhood with a trash bag in one hand and a pair of tongs in the other. She would pick up all the trash on her route. It made my Grandpa nuts. He finally put his foot down on picking up dead animals. You’ve got to have some boundaries!
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Good Natured
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