THIS IS WHY WE SING IN ITALIAN
you dirty aria, you
Sunday, July 31, 2011
AND NOW FOR A RANDOM PICTURE OF THE DAY:
This is Bonita. She is my kitty. Occasionally, at night, she enjoys sleeping on my face; she purrs like a motorboat to wake me up in the mornings. I am going to miss her dearly when I move away for college.
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