|Purred: Sun Jul 7, '13 6:28am PST |
| To your mom, Talker.
We watched the fireworks on our balcony. Or at least Mom and her friends did. Keyah and I couldn't have cared less. Everyone was surprised that we weren't bothered by the noise. But we're tough B's.
No burgers for us though.
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