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10/15/11 11:57 am (UTC)
have i told you the story about the time i was reminding the handsome guyanese waiter of something-or-other, and in reply as he looked at me he said, "it slipped my throat"? i KNEW where that freudian slip came from, and i've never felt quite so enamored since. he's still nice, but talking to him always makes me think about my several chins. alas. ;D
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