I Don't Do Well In Encounters With Policemen

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    "Whoopee! We're All Gonna Die..."

    It was a difficult time. I'd left my husband, taking my 12-year-old daughter with me to my mother's house. On this particular evening I'd gone to visit my sister, and her 5-year-old son clamored for us to take him back to Grandma's to spend the night with us. I agreed. My mother...
    mamapolo mamapolo
    56-60, F
    2 Responses Sep 17, 2008
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