To my dad, who does not wear ties or watch sports or barbecue (he keeps books in his oven, for god's sakes; I am pretty sure the pilot has been turned off for years).
You are so much cooler than I will ever be...
Thanks for my dark sense of humor, sweet tooth and wit. I am forever proud to be your daughter.
Love,
Blam
Sunday, June 16, 2013
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