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Water's too hot in the hot tub
 Just FYI: the webcam feed is live on the hot tub...NOW!
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Good things come in threes
 See what happens when you send the boys off to the sto'. Poor things...
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Shot thru the heart, and you're to blame
 These just went into the fridge thanks to Kristine! Stay tuned...
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Wisdom for the ages
 Just overheard: "First you've gotta get into the head position, and then spin your legs around..." And that was just after two Smirnoff Ices. Oh yeah. She's goin' down tonight! Stay tuned for more interesting quotes and webcam shots soon!
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Poke-ing my eyes out
 Yes, I am watching the OU-OSU game. And yes, you can talk to the hand. It's just what the hangover ordered... Where'd I put my drink? Heh. I think?
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The Happiest Place on Earth vs. The Bloggers
 Another half-dozen images from our evening out at Disney...enjoy!





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The day after the night before
 OU football kicks off in 45 minutes and I still can't focus properly... Whoo boy that was a fun evening last night. Solonor has an excellent summary up at his pad -- well at least pre-Pleasure Island and the boys getting kicked out of the Mousey gates. You see, I may be blonde and innocent, but who says I'm always sweet? I knows hows to gets what I want...and I'm not afraid to don my tiara and grab it, baby! Viva la birthday weekend...
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How to get kicked out of Disney for $100, Alex
 I have many more...but this brief wrap-up will have to do on my limited sobriety for now... I can say with 100% certainty that Jason was SO kicked out of Disney tonight (see here, here and here)!

More on tonight's events here, here and here. And please stay tuned. Web cam feed to follow tomorrow night as well...





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The host with the most

This is a quick shout-out to Wendel if he makes it over here. Best waiter EVER. Thanks for the memories babe! Make sure to say "hi" if you see this...

Love,
-Robyn, Yvonne, and the birthday crew
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I'm a blonde -- yeah, yeah, yeah
 So I just thought this was the funniest phone call ever. Oh no. The one I just had with Erica Lynn was. If you've ever doubted I'm a natural blonde 'til now, just ask the other three people in my house right now. I just got pranked by the "Susan G. Komen Foundation", wanting to give the donations back because they were raised by porn. I was chastised for being 30 and not having more taste or self-control than that. And it just went on...and on...and on... I hear my head was snapping around in "oh no you di'unt" fashion and I was in full attack mode. Apparently Todd and Statia helped set this up over a week ago. My husband is SO going down soon. And I don't mean the good kind. Everyone is going to be smiling all damn day at my expense. I love it!
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Peer pressure
 You know how Tracy is always saying she needs to just get a blog? Well we took a few to tag-team tonight and make it happen. No. More. Excuses! So go bug her and guilt her into posting there...
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Can't we all just get along?


So what -- can't we all be brothers?


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23rd Psalm for a Princess
 We were shopping here last night, and I just had to buy it:


The Lord is my shephard, I shall not want.
He leadeth me to Neiman Marcus.
He giveth me energy for shopping.
He restoreth my checkbook.

He teacheth me to make restaurant reservations.
He leadeth me past many discount
stores for mine own sake.

Yea, though I walk on by
I shall not go in, for Thou art with me.

Thy fashionable clothes, they comfort me.
Thou preparest diamond jewelry for me
in the presence of mine enemies.

Thou anointest my face with Chanel cosmetics.
My cup overflows.
Surely designer clothes shall follow me
to the end of my days.

And I will shop in Saks Fifth Avenue forever.
Amen.


Happy day-after-Thanksgiving sales tomorrow!
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It's my birthday, too, yeah!
 I woke up to these from my husband today. Yeah, I'm keeping him...


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You say it's your birthday?

Remember when you're gathered around your family's table, to give thanks that I was born 30 years ago today. Have a happy Thanksgiving everyone!
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Here's to good friends, tonight is kinda special
 They both made it here safely! I'm currently baking pu'nkin pie and this. And I got carded tonight when I went to buy the wine. I'sall good! Happy (almost) Thanksgiving everyone!
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After the fire, after all the rain, I will be the flame
 Random, useless rant from a really lazy housekeeper who loves smell goods: I really hate that peach-fuzzy dust stuff that accumulates around the wicks of pillar candles. It is impossible to clean. To really get in there you risk busting the wick off, and to leave it is just plain gross. Time to buy new instead...
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The air outside so soft is saying everything
 The next few days are going to be quite hectic around here...so during my pseudo-absence, please check out the following blog reads...

  1. Dania's Dailies -- someone who shares my passion for bath goodies is good people
  2. Abracadabra...It's a Ruthie -- such a yummy design right now
  3. geeky chick dot net -- long time reader, first-time caller
  4. inluminent/weblog -- the photos here should keep a lot of you entertained -- I think there are words there, too
  5. Le Chapeau -- 'nuther tasty design
And if you act now before the end of this entry, these blogs are absolutely free!
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And why is the carpet wet, Todd?
 E! counts down the "top 20 Christmas flicks". I'm glad they included "The Ref" -- I think it's too-often overlooked. And if you need more choices before heading out to Blockbuster this weekend, check out our holiday movie list again. It's 3 full pages!
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You would even say it glows
 Remember when we bought these and everyone went nuts? You can't even find them in our Target stores any longer -- but they're on sale for $16.99 online right now!
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Houdini she is not
 Well I may not have a child, but I do have a dog... Our guest rooms are in total chaos right now. All of our Christmas decorations are stored in the closets, so rather than uproot Statia and Jason when they get here tomorrow and make their rooms a mess, we're putting everything up right now. Normally I hate to decorate before Thanksgiving, but it seems the only way this year.

We finished about half of it last night, but Claire isn't supposed to go in the back guest bed. Last night instead of closing the door when we wrapped for the evening, I creatively moved all the big bins to where you could walk about 6" into the room until you got around the corner, but you'd have to move the bins to get any further inside than that.

Since I've got up today, Claire has tried about a million different ways to "sneak" back there and figure out a way around all the bins. I haven't said a word -- just watched her quietly from down the hall. She'll walk around and assess the barriers, give up, flop down on the carpet in front of the door and sigh heavily. Then she'll realize I'm not going to "help" her or baby her over it, so she'll slooooowly walk in the computer room or in the living room for dramatic effect, and then "sneak" off back down the hall again a few minutes later to see if things have changed and she can get in there yet. Lather, rinse, repeat. It's freakin' hysterical -- that is SO tripping her out. She can get in, but not get around.

Curses for not being born a cat... There she goes again!
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Wrap 'er up -- I'll take it!
 Thinking about spicing your blog design up for the holidays? Glen Road Girls has tons of pre-made holiday blog sets that will work with Movable Type. This one is a personal fave of mine since I used her last year. Check 'em out!
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You don't own me

Ever wonder how a fight goes around here? Pretty much like this.
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Monkey do, monkey sea
 More prezzies showed up today from Kathy and Michele! Kathy sent a lovely journal with cool magnets tucked inside, and Michele sent my very own Sea Monkey kingdom. Inside had to have been the funniest document we've ever received with a gift. Thanks guys!

UPDATE: Try to catch them live on the Sea Monkey Cam!
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I do believe this means war
 Ok, I'm sorry -- but this "story" is complete and utter BS. Forget about the hit Warren Sapp gave that started it all for just a second. Sapp and Favre were joking on the field 'til the very end so it couldn't have been that big of a deal.

I saw the confrontation live. I saw it unedited. And Sapp went up to Green Bay's Coach Mike Sherman at the end of the game, all smiles, to shake his hand and say "good game" (which we all know deep down means you sucked ass today and we didn't) -- but still -- it was in the name of good sportsmanship. The thing I've noticed being edited out of every press report since is that the first words out of Coach Mike Sherman's mouth to Sapp when refusing to shake his hand were, and I quote, "FUCK YOU." Not, "What you did was wrong." But rather, "FUCK YOU." Then Sapp got pissed, and then the heated exchange began.

You can fine Sapp. I'm sure his aggressive actions towards another coach post-game might warrant it. But if you fine him, you'd damn well better fine Coach Sherman as well. He is in the position of authority when representing his team. And when he walked up to another one of our players -- who again, was being sportsmanlike as he approached the coach -- and started off with, "FUCK YOU," well all bets are off. He got what he deserved. I agree with Sapp. If you think you're so tough Coach Sherman, put a jersey on.

Did Sapp need to make the hit that started this all? Probably not. But we're seeing a zoom-in of that hit only when saying that -- not the action going on around him in 360°. And we're not hyped up on adrenaline during one of the biggest games of the year. Even Favre said he wanted to wait and look at the film before commenting. And the hit Sapp gave was legal. It was not flagged. Sapp clearly stated he was protecting Brian Kelly in the post-game press conference. This isn't Pop Warner or flag football. This is the NFL. And if the refs didn't think it warranted a yellow cloth "FUCK YOU" to Warren Sapp, who the hell is Coach Sherman to give it? I can guarantee you Coach Holmgren wouldn't have shown the same lack of class back in the day.

Warren Sapp: "I've got two or three [blockers] on me. We get a pick, Brian Kelly is running all over the field. I see a guy going at my man, I put a lick on him. What's the problem? I didn't hit him below the waist, there's no flag on the play. Is this not a contact sport? Nine referees on the field didn't find anything wrong with it, and I'm sure they're looking at 99 [Sapp's number]. I don't care if they review it. It's nothing but the man's running after the ball and I put a lick on him."

End of story.
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Gee. No, gee three!


Not too bad for a newbie still learning the ropes and all...
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Let me hear your body talk
 You just head on over to my house baby, and I'll give you a lot more than the 'ultimate physical' for $2K. Guar-uhn-teed.
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A cheer for the birthday boy
 I hope you have a wonderful birthday, Mike! Sans crappy yellow topaz, of course...


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I wish it were Sunday
 A mostly-FARK-inspired series of headlines for your Manic Monday.

  1. Yet another tragic, but amusing, case of "didn't stop to think about the font" they'd chosen (image saved here just in case)...
  2. Suuuuuure he was wearing trousers and underpants! Mmmm...hmmm.
  3. Porn movie makers invade millionaire neighborhood -- hillarity ensues.
  4. So which one is the turkey?
  5. The Bush twins are legal -- fake ID companies surrender.
And last but certainly not least...the gnomes have been found! Party at Chris Pirillo's!
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She wants to lead the glamorous life
 InStyle Magazine is doing another contest -- this time for goodies featured in their December issue (like MAC cosmetics). You can fill out the form online here.
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Hurrah for Thanksgiving Day!
 The cabinets are now fully stocked -- we're just waiting on these two to get here and help us eat it all on Thursday! I thought I'd share a few of Todd's favorite things. I've made each of them four years running now and would be shot on sight if I dared suggest otherwise: "New England-style stuffing" (which was voted better than the traditional family stuffing and replaced it), "Holiday Roll" (an old family recipe from Todd's side), and "Martha's Perfect Mashed Potatoes" (because they just don't get better than this if you use Yukon Gold)

I don't eat sweet potatoes, but Todd loves them. Much to his delight, Statia will also be baking this. Now where did I put those elastic waistband pants?
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And the winner is...


To see the 2nd and 3rd place winners, please visit the contest site.
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D'oh, Pack! D'oh!
 Any of you dumbass Philly fans wanna come back here and talk smack now? 9-2 baby. You know what I'm talkin' 'bout.
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How 'bout them apples?
 Just take a second to think about the name of the city where Washington State just went down. That's right baby! Now go Orangemen!
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Mail Call
 This showed up from Susan G. Komen today - wanted to share:

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May we see your photos please?


*the cameras of course (please note: Todd's favorite shot of him was sans-flash. I, and the Canon, really do take better quality pictures than that!)
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Two safeties in one game!
 Can you see me smiling? It's not just the alcohol!

UPDATE: After a final score of 60-15, the Sooners have captured the Big XII South and will play Colorodo on December 7th in Houston for the Big XII Championship. BOOMER SOONER!
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Thaaaat's right, 'cuz it's my birthday...
 ...my buh-buh-buh birthday! Well not techinically, but we're making today the alternate-birthday since my bitch-ass will be in the kitchen makin' Todd some pie most of my real birthday and I'm taking today off. (For those who've forgotten, you'll sit down to give thanks for me being born 30 years ago this Turkey Day.)

My presents from my mommy showed up today, so I got to open hers -- Todd's -- and the other ones that have arrived 'til now. The main prezzie from my mom was a brand spankin' new pair of OU shoes! She also got us OU stadium seat cushions, cool stone coasters, and an OU chip-clip magnet. After calling her with the "thank yoooooou!" squeals, I opened up these from Kymberlie (calendar) and Jen (two books). I'm talkin' 'bout bad, bad girls -- I love those things! And I still wasn't done, because Lynn and Michael sent me the Betty Crocker Cooky Book and Solonor sent me "Top Secret" on DVD!

Then last but certainly not least, it was time for my prezzies from Todd. First, I about passed out when I opened up my very own Lomo camera! I have wanted one of these for-freakin'-ever, and can't wait to head to Disney next weekend to play with the neon lights at Downtown! But he wasn't done there. Oh no. The photos shown in my blog from now on? They will be taken with this. Oh yeah, that baby is so mine now! I can't freakin' believe it...

Hell, at this rate, I'm almost ready to bring on 40...happy (almost) birthday to me! Thanks to everyone for literally making this the very best birthday ev-ah!
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I guess you turn yellow and blue when you CHOKE


At least the Sooners beat our big rival this season and last...

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You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here
 A quick reminder that in just over 24 hours, voting for the 2002 Dress Contest will be over! If you haven't voted yet, you'd best get to it...
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Brother can you spare a dime?
 Another blogger cause to bring to your attentions -- Pizza for IDF being spear-headed by Michele and Tanya. For more information, visit Michele's site.
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I count your eyelashes, secretly
 Normally I don't share our private, mushy notes to each other -- but here's one I recently got from my husband when he was at work, and I want it saved for all-time. As the 30th birthday countdown continues to tick off at a rapid pace, it's nice to remember the good things about life. I feel...very loved and secure right now. I can more than handle getting older as such.


"Can we start the day over? To the part where I'm kissing you goodbye, and you don't wake up really, but your cute little nose scrunches up and you kind of brush at your face like a bug is buzzing you? To the part where all I want to do is crawl right back into bed next to you when I smell you. To the part where I reach out at night to feel if you are still there, and gently rub your back or your tummy, just because it makes me feel good to know that you are close. Can we start over there? 'Cause here isn't where I want to be. I love you."


Amen it's finally the weekend and snuggle time. For some reason, it just couldn't get here fast enough this week!
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Ewww, he's got cooties!
 This week's hectic events have left me a little behind on my blog-reads...but Mike needs to be famous...and fast. Help 'im out, won't you?
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The nose always knows
 "What's that stuff?: New car smell" explains why that sensation is seductive, and addictive. Yeah, baby. More, more more!
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I need you tonight...'cuz I'm not sleeping


Words cannot express how upset I get at times knowing Michael Hutchence's voice will never be heard again. I vary between angry and sad and angry all over again. But no... The world is stuck with fucking Bob Geldoff instead.

What I wouldn't give to hear just one new more song...
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New car smell
 Nine new photos are up of our brand spankin' new auto-mo-bile!
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Angels watching over me
 My friend Lynn in Texas (who also celebrated a birthday recently, btw) just pointed me towards Hallmark's ornament collection for this year. They're selling a new one called Angel of Comfort. "Two dollars from the sale of this ornament will be donated to the Susan G. Komen Breast Cancer Foundation to support breast cancer research, education, screening, and treatment programs." So if you didn't get a chance to donate to the cause, here's your chance. (And don't forget about the Breast Cancer Research stamps as well!)
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(Almost) 30-something
 And in recent birthday related news...


There is a young blogger named Robyn,
Who, approaching 30, was sobbin',
"In just a few days,
I'll be in a daze,
'Cause 30 is old and has-been!"

To this sassy young blogger I state,
Some advice that's at best third-rate,
"You're as young as you feel,
So what is the big deal?
It's just one more calendar date!"
-Bill Hilton


As if that wasn't awesome enough to put a big-ass grin on my face, this showed up right as we were walking out the do' tonight from Stacy and Dan -- and inside was all this stuff. And there's still a full week 'til my birthday. Maybe 30 won't be so bad after all? Thanks for the poem Bill -- and thank you Stacy and Dan for all the cool goodies! I love 'em!
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Easy come, easy go...
 My final accounting report:



Thanks again to everyone who helped make this such a success!
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Guess what I got!
 This...isn't ours...






But tomorrow at 5 o'clock-ish, this one will be:



Ours is still in a locked warehouse in shrinkwrap so we can't pick it up 'til tomorrow, but they sent us home in an identical one in blue 'til then.

Yeah. I'd say I did pretty good on the birthday present this year. You? Buh-bye Explorer -- hello Jetta! My very first sunroof ever. I am in love.
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Fake it thru the day w/ some help from Johnny Walker Red
 Ok, I can't speak for Mozilla users, but the following is a screen capture from Netscape 4.7 showing that my comments now have scrolling sidebars. I have tried about 50 versions of javascript now, so if this doesn't work, PayPal me so I can buy more Goldschlagger and I'll try again later, mmmk? 'Til then...deal with it! And don't say I never did nuthin' for ya' either...
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Hey Mozilla users!
 Christine sent me a fix someone gave her recently to try and correct this. Is it working? I purposely don't -- and won't -- use Mozilla, so I have no way of testing it myself. Thanks!
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Why yes, yes I do!
 Look what Chris made just for me the other night! That's not an image, btw. He made it with VML. You can see more here at his blog... That's almost as good as the red shirt on air!


Robyn Rules!


If you can't see it, check the comments. I did a screen cap for ya'.
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Stepping up to the virtual blackboard
 Remember this entry yesterday? Well today my mother got me. She got me good -- and just a day later. Even with my guard up I fell for it hook, line and sink-ah. Because on this one, she claimed it was a friend who sent it to her. And in the e-mail, it was people they went to church with. The baby was in Texas. My mom's in Oklahoma. It seemed believable. But after asking a few friends on a private message board to pray (who also passed it along to their friends to pray), I decided a few hours later that perhaps I should look the story up.

And you guessed it. Although the story was true, it was in no way even remotely connected to my mother. Not to mention, the events took place in either late April or May of 2001. How do you officially ground your mother from her e-mail program? Now if you'll please excuse me, I need to grab some chalk and write...


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I guess my first clue should have been that my mom was friends with someone who was friends with the girl who was warned by her Middle Eastern boyfriend to not go into shopping malls on Halloween last year, huh? Sigh. I love you mom, but it's time for an "E-mail 101" intervention. Unless of course you want to send me more boy pics!
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Conserve water - shower with a friend!
 I declare the 30th Birthday Celebrations open! The first rule of Robyn Club is don't send me a present if you don't expect me to rip into it the second it gets here (unless, of course, you live with me and can withhold certain life necessities if I do). After Todd peeked first and then gave me the green-light to open a monster-sized package from drugstore.com, I dug in and found this and this from Susan and Jason.

If you've never smelled philosophy body washes, you are really missing out! I first heard about the brand on one of Oprah's Christmas gift specials in '98, and have been addicted ever since! For the "baked goods" cookbook line, they even give you a recipe on the bottle for each item. Thank yoooooooou so much S&J!
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I'd rate it an 8, but you can't dance to it
 I'm doing a l'il virtual housecleaning, so if you donated to the boobie campaign and would like one of the wallpapers from it, e-mail me with the (one) selection you'd like from the (eight) choices below. Since I don't have any wallpaper choices from the boys, I included a little something my mom sent me to make up for it (click pop-ups for larger image). Bon appétit!


All wallpaper choices shown below are 1024 x 768 in size


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And don't forget the other free "thank you" selection here!




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