I don't mean this in a bad way, but genetically you are a cul-de-sac
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Mar 2006
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Jan 22, 2007, 05:17 PM
Local time: Jan 22, 2007, 11:17 PM
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I recall being about three, my first day of nursery. I had taken one of my toys, a cuddly parrot which I later named Seagoon (Thinks - The Goon Show), but when I got to the door and my mother had gone, the staff told me I had to put him in a big cardboard box with all the other kid's teddies until the end of the day ;__; I was so upset.
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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Bernard Black