Saturday, November 07, 2009
My name is Sam.
I jam out with my clam out. Every day. Even the days when the clam is unshaven or just plain funky. There is no life without the clam.
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samsstories(at)gmail(dot)com
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- Fire
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- FMS
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- Mondays
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- My Dad
- My Pussy Hurts
- One Sickly Bitch
- Party
- penis
- pictures
- poop
- preggo
- pussy cats
- rambling
- road trip
- school
- some fucked up shit
- stupid twats
- suck ass
- tattoos
- Teddy Bear (TB)
- Teh Gays
- The Car
- Wedding
- Wheaty Issues
- Who Am I?
- WTF
Previous Posts
- Flyin' High Muthafuckers
- Halp!
- Chicken Is Thirteen Mofo!
- Holy Server Shit The Bed, Batman!
- Yo, Muthafucka
- This One Is Hard, Yo
- No Words
- Questions Answered Via Stick Figure
- Weeds
- Have Cats Or A Sense of Humor?
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6 Comments:
Hope you had a good trip.
Welcome back! :)
Whew!
'bout damn time, woman!
p.s. that is the cutest pic!
what?
No Sam. Not bitter. Just not thrilled with contagious people knowingly going to public places where I take my preschooler and newborn. It's common sense and decency.
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