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I hate to admit it but I've been on the social Darwinism meets social media trail. Luckily, I've caught myself...just in time before falling off the edge. I have bumped my head, though, once or twice in the basement of our library where there are low-lying ducts and I have to check on the doors there as part of our closing procedures and I was checking a text. Sad but true.
So far, all I've done is drink my ice bucket challenge. I suppose I should really attend to that.
Indigo Roth said…
Hey Dufus! Ah, America. It just keeps writing its own material, doesn't it? =) Indigo
nonamedufus said…
I notice you've been imitating yourself on Facebook. Me too.
nonamedufus said…
That's the way to go.
nonamedufus said…
It does, Indigo, it really does.
nonamedufus said…
Well, if you like getting wet and all with your clothes on, Shawn, then go of it.

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