I don’t know why I always say, “I’ll spare you the details,” when I really won’t.
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Leaving the house, little two-legs? Not without your PANTS PASS!
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[...] 1. If you were planning to spend the day with nine children at an art museum a few hours away, but decide, when the three-year-old throws up all over you TWICE before you’ve even had your coffee, that you’d be a fool to take her to the art museum, you’d be right. But if you think that that would be the worst way you could spend your day, you’d be wrong. (See here.) [...]