I don't pluck flowers but if I did, the last petal would have fallen to the ground with me muttering the words April loves me not. SNOW? I don't even have to say it.
I bought a 750 piece puzzle last night and finished it in about 2 hours. I have a problem. Paige complains. I say at least I'm addicted to something legal, cheap, and in no way, shape, or form resembles meth.
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Puzzles, like marijuana, are a gateway to more dangerous addictions. Sure, it's puzzles now. But then it's collaging. And then it's paper mache. Before long you're staring down at your Dungeons and Dragons cards wondering what the hell happened to your life. I've seen it waaaay too many times. So sad. So very sad.
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