When I heard NDM exclaim, "Darn it! I got chocolate on my boob!", I naturally rushed into the kitchen. To my dismay, once again she was taking unwarranted liberties with the Queen's English. You'd think as a respected clinical exotics veterinarian she'd know the difference between a boob and a sweater over a boob, particularly when her own boob is the one involved -- even if the boob is human.In any case, she's making a second desert later in the week, so I'll keep listening.
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You probably just increased the traffic to your blog by 10,000 percent.
won't she kill you for posting this?
I'm hoping she is too busy studying to read the blog :-)
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