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I wish I had what you were drinking. I just got off the highway, it's late, and I AM NOT GOING TO GO TO IM (at least not till I check the cupboards.) Ok, I'll bite: Who gets the money?
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I will go look for some wine... brb... I'm in the "marital home" that the ex spousal unit decided to renovate. So when I showed up tonight (remember I moved out then he moved out; there's been a catsitter) the entire area between the door and the stairs was covered in wet concrete or something. What if the cats get their little paws stuck in that???? Kind of like those mouse traps where the mice get stuck in some sticky paste and cry themselves to death.