Once upon a time there was a girl. Then this little girl met and boy and they got married, blah blah blah.
You get the picture, right?
I hear, though, that you went off and did something just mean! Well, for him. I personally never missed when my kids were around, modern men are so strange. Anyway, I'm off topic! My dear, may I call you dear? You've been smote. For the next twenty-four hours you'll get to walk in your ex-husband's shoes.
Literally. Get his bad hair cut too.
You can keep your own voice though.
Wouldn't want people to get your two confused or anything. :D
My Dear, Jocelyn McCoy, Consider Yourself, (http://community.livejournal.com/thetammyawards/226636.html?thread=6908236#t6908236)
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Date: 2009-12-24 02:49 am (UTC)You get the picture, right?
I hear, though, that you went off and did something just mean! Well, for him. I personally never missed when my kids were around, modern men are so strange. Anyway, I'm off topic! My dear, may I call you dear? You've been smote. For the next twenty-four hours you'll get to walk in your ex-husband's shoes.
Literally. Get his bad hair cut too.
You can keep your own voice though.
Wouldn't want people to get your two confused or anything. :D
My Dear, Jocelyn McCoy,
Consider Yourself,