mickeyboat
<font color=660099>Nothing like the cream and choc
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My mom and I went to Paris together in 2005. Our rooms were not ready when we got to our hotel, so we decided to go for a little walk. The minute we stepped on to the cobblestone sidewalk, my mother rolled her ankle and sprained it. She was a trooper, though and we still were able to enjoy our trip.
That same trip I was really missing home and stopped at a phone booth on a corner to call home. I got into the phone booth, but for the life of me I could not figure out how to get out. I would still be in there except for a nice person who gave the door a little shove on his way by.
That same trip I was really missing home and stopped at a phone booth on a corner to call home. I got into the phone booth, but for the life of me I could not figure out how to get out. I would still be in there except for a nice person who gave the door a little shove on his way by.


DD kept joking in the ER she was going to pull out the camera, but she never did.