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Saturday, February 7, 2009
"You don't mess with animal. He eats glass man."
No glass for this animal. But, like the crazed drummer, Smith too only has three styles of music- loud, louder and deafening. Dad is so proud. Thank you Santa.
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I'm Smith.
my favorite things (in no particular order)
waking up at the first crack of sunshine
his blank
chase
poppie, geeps, oma and apa
pepperoni pizza, orange juice, salad with kid dressing and asparagus
baseball and the Ankees
mom's down hair (as opposed to hair in a pony tail)
super heros (especially batman, spiderman, flash and green lantern)
dr. seuss books
taking tubs
meet my sisters
laine
rosey
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