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Fritz's Dream Blog
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Muddled | | fritz | May 6, 2010 | I'm at my old house on Garden Home Road. There's a girl there, like the Costa Rican girl I met at a bar (last night in real life), I and am kissing her.
Then I'm out in the garage. I'm all muddle-minded from drinking (also true to life), and I'm indecisive, and keep changing my mind about what I'm doing. I'm trying to move some dog food around, and I start pouring it into this bag, but then dang, that was stupid, I'm supposed to pour it out of the bag. | Next: I'll Mow Any Lawn and Kiss Any Girl |
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