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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:45:04 GMT
I go cherry picking with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:46:03 GMT
I sing Battle Hymn of the Republic with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:48:19 GMT
I impersonate Elvis with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:49:14 GMT
I smell paint with them and gag.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:49:26 GMT
I remove their nail polish.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:49:40 GMT
I climb trees with them.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:50:00 GMT
I sing their praises at school.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:50:55 GMT
I trim their trees.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:51:17 GMT
I fasten their seat belts.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:51:32 GMT
I use a machete to untangle their bushes.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:53:14 GMT
I separate their Canadian change from the American change.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:54:10 GMT
I squeeze them when I get scared.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:54:40 GMT
I follow their leader.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:54:50 GMT
I fluff up their pillows.
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Post by Dolly Neely on Mar 5, 2015 18:55:48 GMT
I sing Sister Christian to them.
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