OK, so I googled myself. Took several hours to clean up the mess. You'll all be pleased to know that Larry Keiler doesn't exist. Anywhere. Except right here.
And a good thing too. Last thing I need is a visit from the Canubian Revenue Agency.
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Anonymous
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u know, i did grow up with a Greg Keller - fell in love with him in grade 3 - until he promised not to look at my underpants when i played on the swing set and my skirt blew up - and he did it anyway. that was the end of him, for a few years anyway...
1 comment:
u know, i did grow up with a Greg Keller - fell in love with him in grade 3 - until he promised not to look at my underpants when i played on the swing set and my skirt blew up - and he did it anyway. that was the end of him, for a few years anyway...
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