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Nov. 21, 2007
A Sole-Mate in Torment
They were made for each other, but somehow they got separated. “Lost, lost, my other half is lost”, cried Lefty. “I don’t want to walk through this world alone, I miss my mate!” Then he had an idea. “Maybe I could put an add in the paper, maybe someone has seen my intended.” Missing: My sole mate! Description: Graying around the tips. At first glance looks frazzled and ashen, but warm and soft if you look closer. “If you have any information pertaining to the disappearance of my other half, please contact Lefty!”  Ok, doing laundry today finally threw me over the edge! LOL! :)
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