Walk a Mile In My Shoes
I know this is for comments so I want to start out by telling all a story:
I am a brain surgery savior and it stinks at spelling even with spell check on the computer because if you don't hit the right button to start with the spell check can't help you get it but if your memory has been cut open know one knows and even I can't remember what I should type so I try everyday.
My grammer stinks but I think living behind this screen has help me deal with
my cancer better than any other Doctor out there.
SO if ya'll say anything that I don't like I pull up my big girl panties and get right
back out there and try again because stick and stones are all that can hurt me
and my daddy told me when I was but a little gril opions are like a**holes everybody's gotta's them and some of them stink so just don't breathe so deep.
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