Let's Hope The Dog Doesn't Like To Chew On Stuff
by Steve West on August 31, 2007
The baby's a little fussy - I know, let's give her Mom's ashes. Talk about a niche market. I expect some may find this adorable and clever, I just find it creepy.
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Lori Lancaster | August 31, 2007
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