A love story.
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02/14/2011 at 12:18 PM
What she should have done was get another tiger and make them chase each other around a tree until they turned to butter.
I never could figure out exactly how that worked, but I always wanted some tiger butter on my pancakes--still do.
02/14/2011 at 12:20 PM
She didn't know about that because they took the book out of the library.
I never thought about wanting tiger butter specifically, but that story always did make me really want pancakes with a lot of butter and syrup.
02/14/2011 at 01:10 PM
The law of unintended consequences.
02/14/2011 at 01:18 PM
someone noted on FB that St Valentine's Day is meant to honour marital and familial love. I wish we could get back to that.
02/14/2011 at 04:40 PM
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