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	<title>Comments on: Mom Sent Me Cookies</title>
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		<title>By: DanaCK</title>
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		<description>Did you get a second dog? And...do you know how much I would give to have a mom that actually thought about me enough to send me baked goods? Mine wouldn&#039;t think about it in a million years. Which is fine, because she always licks her fingers when she cooks, and it makes me queasy. Which of course is also a way of me making light of the fact that she would never send me scones. I don&#039;t think she even knows what a scone is.

Damn. Now I&#039;m going to cry.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Did you get a second dog? And&#8230;do you know how much I would give to have a mom that actually thought about me enough to send me baked goods? Mine wouldn&#8217;t think about it in a million years. Which is fine, because she always licks her fingers when she cooks, and it makes me queasy. Which of course is also a way of me making light of the fact that she would never send me scones. I don&#8217;t think she even knows what a scone is.</p>
<p>Damn. Now I&#8217;m going to cry.</p>
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