I've a friend who is the white, Texas, female version of Sanford of that old TV show Sanford and Son. This was in her front yard with tons of other junk. I tried to talk her out of it her, but she - the female Sanford, not the mannequin head - didn't want to part with it her.
This effects me on some level, but I'm afraid to try to figure out just what that level is. It might be deeper than I've ever gone before.
I'm a fairly shallow person, so that's not really saying all that much.
This effects me on some level, but I'm afraid to try to figure out just what that level is. It might be deeper than I've ever gone before.
I'm a fairly shallow person, so that's not really saying all that much.
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