GIGGLES GALORE FROM KINSELLA
Poor Blue Eyes. There he was, all snuggled in bed on a cold winter’s night, trying to sleep. And I kept giggling. Not at him.
June 25, 2012
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Poor Blue Eyes. There he was, all snuggled in bed on a cold winter’s night, trying to sleep. And I kept giggling. Not at him.
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