I should've known better than to brag on my mojo. Pride goeth before a fall and all that. I left work yesterday to find two (two!) parking tickets on my car. In the glow of the mojo, I forgot that I'd parked in a 2-hour zone and left the wheels there all day.
Can they even do that? You can bet I'm going to find out.
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- Come into my parlor, said the spider to the fly.
- Don’t tread on me!
- Fall TV Season Part 2.
- Even candy corn?
- Power to the writers.
- Parlor vs. Salon
- Just call me Lady of the Manor of Tallantire.
- Krazee Baby Names, Part 2
- Watch Bleak House!
- Imagine the difference 20 million women would make.
- Come on down!
- Liar, liar...
- Separate but equal, my ass.
- Fall TV Season: Part 1
- D'oh!
- Got my mojo workin’.
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