Fat in Indiana
who cares what it is called?
July 5, 2009
What it is like to live with me
We were driving to Bloomington, IN to pick up the boy at tennis camp Friday morning. Along the highway, near Gnaw Bone, I saw a guy walking beside the road wearing a camouflage T-Shirt.
I could hardly see him.
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