tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4792207845636822371.post7606782033890318111..comments2023-06-17T11:21:16.019-04:00Comments on No More Empty Fortune Cookies: Did I do that?Fortune Cookieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17336291956469689578noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4792207845636822371.post-73159885754796080742008-03-03T20:20:00.000-05:002008-03-03T20:20:00.000-05:00Making up is the best part. I swear I used to fig...Making up is the best part. I swear I used to fight with my ex just so that we could make up.<BR/><BR/>Have fun tonight!Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14978375225313974459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4792207845636822371.post-48739535696822379292008-03-03T17:09:00.000-05:002008-03-03T17:09:00.000-05:00Because I can't wake up well in the morning I will...Because I can't wake up well in the morning I will never get a dog... the poor thing would either suffer from a lack of affection, or be abused as my half-sleep reaction would be to kick out at the poor mutt when he begs me to get out of bed and take him for a walk...R.E.H.https://www.blogger.com/profile/04959653462160442710noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4792207845636822371.post-29749007874681587222008-03-03T16:41:00.000-05:002008-03-03T16:41:00.000-05:00Everybody loves making up.Everybody loves making up.Jayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17134850383532818765noreply@blogger.com