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November 8, 2005

D: Waltons: The Next Generation

Oh no... this ain't good. What'ma 'supposed to dew? I ain’t ever been this late before, 'cept that one time last month when it never came. Maybe ah've reached that many-pause thing? I wonder if I better ask Cleetus. Cleetus'll know fer sure. Din't Mary-Sue kill a rabbit to find out? Seemed she had some buns inna oven, least that’s what she said and then Mama said "Girlie, its time to meet Gra’mama's knitting needle." Guess she needed it to test the temperature.

Lawd, please don’t let me be pregnant, and please don’t let it be no ‘tarded baby. Amen.

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