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Saturday, March 7, 2009
Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Son #2 singing last night: Sometimes I wish some bear will find me, till then I walk alone.
Me: Did you just say bear? I think it's "someone out there will find me."
Son #2: Oh good! That's not nearly as scary.
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