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March 25, 2004

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Mindy

We are NOT meeting for peesicles. Good lord, woman.

ann

Holy Cow!! You win -- hands down. God, I don't even feel like playing anymore.

pam

I wonder where my readers are ... and then I make a remark like that. Hee!

Snowball

Yanno, I'm really terrified to find the oldest item in my fridge, fearing it's from somewhere near 1997, so I haven't participated in this part of the fridge challenge.

And I'm pretty darned sure no one can top your peesicles. Gak!

jo

Heh heh heh. Peesicles! That's funny.

Remember to get ketchup next time you're at the store.

Alicia

You fridge *is* better than mine! and I didn't do the last two parts either. Maybe today I'll hunt for the oldest item, although I clean out most things once a quarter.

Anthony

OK, so peesicles are fairly novel. But I know for a fact (based, I hasten to add, solely on reserarch and not personal experience) that your average serial killer has FAR MORE interesting and noteworthy items in their fridges. Some people bring home sports trophies, others bring home...well, never you mind....
So there's a web search for you: fridges of the serial killers. Dare you look in John Wayne Gacy's Tupperware?

receptionista

oh my god, peesicles...i think i might have peed a little reading that...

you put my pickled plums to shame!

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