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you killed my star, what was he writing?

singing old 90's tunes that we know all the words to, sitting in the middle seat, and my shoulders being pillows for the two boys who are becoming my best friends. playing scrabble & losing terribly, being poked and pushed with elbows, watching one dancing like a moron in the car. yeah... a crazy day. wonderful. =)