Re: Do I smell funny?

From: dwelsh46 (dwelsh46_at_cox.net)
Date: 09/02/04 

Date: Thu, 2 Sep 2004 01:45:12 -0700

The way you smell isn't funny at all. It is both disgusting and pathetic.

"Amanita, Love Ewe" <ladyamanita@aol.com> wrote in message
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