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what about busting my ass? - Idiot Control Now
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mellowcandle
mellowcandle
what about busting my ass?
My mom called while I was cleaning this morning, so I let the machine get it.

She said I must be getting everything ready, but not to worry or break my back, because the house always looks beautiful when she visits.

Mom? That's because I spend THREE DAYS CLEANING.

Current Mood: working working
Current Music: don't say lazy--k-on

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