taken out to the middle of no where, buried in sand all the way to the neck and tapped in the middle of the forehead for an hour by every person who ever had to plan a wedding....that is what should happen to whoever invented all these traditions and annoyances that i have to deal with....may the fleas of a thousand camels infest your armpits.
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take care of you, xox jen