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Once,when I was a little girl,I went swimming and the tide carried me away far from the shore into the deepest water.It was then I prayed aloud to God and a friendly wave came and pushed me back to the shore.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Congress

Well, you can call his office. Wether or not you'll speak to him is a different question. Dave's dad calls his Congressman all the time
to complain, but he never gets past the staffers. Then again, he is extremely mean and rude to people who work for the government.
Posted by Vivian R. Yung at 6:00 AM
Labels: Govt

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