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11-02-2004, 08:32 PM
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Weedscreamer
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Join Date: Jun 2003
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A postscript to the above. The next day, they came back. Mike (crush's name) felt so bad, he thought he'd climb the stucco wall to the balcony to serenade me. He almost made it. He got a hand to the top of the wall, lost his grip, bounced off the side wall and landed face first in a pine tree. It's so hard, when a person is in pain, like that, not to be laughing. My mom opened the door, chuckled, and brought him in to fix him up. (I, of course, had to run to the closet and stuff a sweater in my mouth before I could go downstairs and look appropriately concerned.) Ah, youth.
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