it is with a sense of pride over having not lost my burt's bees that i reach the metallic bottom of a tin of the ol' beeswax lip balm.
when i reach the edges, i know its time to get some more.
today, pals, was that day.
with a tinge of sadness, i throw away the old guy & take the wrapper off the new. its been real, old tinny. thanks for the ride.
Monday, January 15, 2007
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Impressive feat! I don't think I've ever had a stick or container that happend to avoid a trip to the washing machine or lost into oblivion. Keep up the good work, Duges! It's almost the 23rd!
P.S. Do you specifics on your wedding yet? I'd like to start looking at tickets if you could fill me in. Let's chat :)
Fritz
Impressive feat! I don't think I've ever had a stick or container that happend to avoid a trip to the washing machine or lost into oblivion. Keep up the good work, Duges! It's almost the 23rd!
P.S. Do you specifics on your wedding yet? I'd like to start looking at tickets if you could fill me in. Let's chat :)
Fritz
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