Thursday, February 9, 2012

Posts Tagged ‘childhood memories’

The Notorious B.B.G!™

The Notorious B.B.G!™

Thursday, April 21, 2011 16:17

The Notorious B.B.G!™

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"Spring is sprung.
The grass is riz.
I wonder where the flowers is."

"Spring is sprung. The grass is riz. I wonder where the flowers is."

Friday, April 8, 2011 17:50

“Spring is sprung. The grass is riz. I wonder where the flowers is.” - If memory serves...

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Kee-rist! I can’t believe I was allowed to watch this…

Kee-rist! I can’t believe I was allowed to watch this…

Friday, April 1, 2011 14:22

Kee-rist! I can’t believe I was allowed to watch this st*ff. This was children’s programming? Mr. Banana freaks me the f*dge out!

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My new favorite bedtime story

My new favorite bedtime story

Sunday, March 6, 2011 15:56

My new favorite bedtime story: This combines a very old —and enduring— passion, Dune with a very new...

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Do Not Get Your Toddler High

Do Not Get Your Toddler High

Wednesday, January 19, 2011 7:56

Do Not Get Your Toddler High: Twenty-year-old Melanie Soliz and her fiancé Blake Hightower were...

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I once was a kid with the other little kids…

I once was a kid with the other little kids…

Tuesday, January 11, 2011 21:20

I once was a kid with the other little kids…

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Welcome to the Lucy show

Welcome to the Lucy show

Monday, January 10, 2011 10:52

Welcome to the Lucy show: As his cherished only child prepared to leave home, documentary-maker...

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Stuffing Sorries in a Sack

Stuffing Sorries in a Sack

Wednesday, March 10, 2010 1:34

The food court was alive. Tables were double-booked. It was a sea of trays and Gap bags.  There was a TV on without sound and music in the background that lacked any sort of soul. I was a boy having lunch with his mother.  I was twelve. Give or take. One man ...

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