Old Chick


Another good reason not to use a feather duster.
It just wouldn't be right!







bwaaaaaaaak!

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Karmyn R said…
Well, I'll be the first to welcome you to the Blogging chicks!!!
8:00 AM, June 26, 2006
michele said…
Thanks for the plug! Welcome to the blogroll.
6:39 AM, June 27, 2006
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