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Post by cathrine on Apr 15, 2007 12:20:20 GMT -5
"Now where's that jacket?" she asked herself as she went thourgh her dad's closet, searching for that horrible, unfashionable, jacket he always wore. No one would EVER reconize her in it!
"Here it is!" she said triumpithatly as she put it on. She smiled as looked herself in the mirror. She wore her dad's old Hawiian shirt, a hat, with all her hair tucked into it, sunglasses...and off course that hidious jacket. Oh ya, when she went into that GSA meeting, not a soul would reconize her. She happily walked out of her dad's room, glad her was at work, and went off to that GSA meeting.
[Out-GSA]
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