Note to my executor: Don't let LiLo deliver my eulogy. Weep, wail and rend garments, okay, but for Darwin's sake, don't let her say anything.
23 November 2006
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3 comments:
The drama is hers, the anger is ours. Who'da ever of thought it?
Btw, when I were a nipper a LiLo was an air mattress. No comment.
An air mattress, perhaps, but she comes with very nice pillows.
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