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findemaxam48
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Post With my Last Dollar...
on: November 15, 2013 06:43
With your last dollar, what would you buy? Why?
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on: November 15, 2013 07:04
I guess I would buy a lottery ticket with my last dollar in hopes of turning the dollar into millions. Or I would just donate my last dollar to the local cat shelter because I love cats.
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on: November 15, 2013 08:47
I would probably buy a book.
Marille Lairiel
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on: November 16, 2013 02:15
Something to eat! Because food is tasty...
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on: November 16, 2013 11:47
Marille Lairiel said:Something to eat! Because food is tasty...


Amen, Marille, Amen
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on: November 17, 2013 06:12
Well, I would probably change it into pounds, and then... I would give it to a friend, in the hope that they had better luck with money than me... because you can't buy friendship, but you can help your friends by giving them money.
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on: November 18, 2013 04:56
Aww, cuteness from you all, especially Marille.

With that said...coffee with peppermint flavor.

As you can tell, that has recently made it's yearly appearance in good ol' New York.
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