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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:crazypenguin.blog.co.uk,2009-11-12:/</id><title>I Never Talk to Strangers</title><link rel="self" href="http://crazypenguin.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/comments/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://crazypenguin.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-12T09:27:24+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:crazypenguin.blog.co.uk,2008-11-24:/2008/11/22/saturday-5086246/#c8356382</id><title>In response to:Saturday</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://crazypenguin.blog.co.uk/2008/11/22/saturday-5086246/#c8356382"/><author><name>lucreziaborgia</name></author><published>2008-11-24T15:09:13+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:09:13+01:00</updated><content type="html">She also stole my boyfriend. Mind you, he was more than happy to be stolen, so that's ok. Sometimes today's curses really are tomorrow's blessings.   </content></entry><entry><id>tag:crazypenguin.blog.co.uk,2008-11-24:/2008/11/22/saturday-5086246/#c8354527</id><title>In response to:Saturday</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://crazypenguin.blog.co.uk/2008/11/22/saturday-5086246/#c8354527"/><author><name>CrazyPenguin</name></author><published>2008-11-24T11:41:52+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:41:52+01:00</updated><content type="html">You never can tell with these days... swines. I bet Sunday ate all your chocolate digestives and drank all the coffee too. AND i bet she was out all night, drunk no doubt.</content></entry><entry><id>tag:crazypenguin.blog.co.uk,2008-11-24:/2008/11/22/saturday-5086246/#c8354429</id><title>In response to:Saturday</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://crazypenguin.blog.co.uk/2008/11/22/saturday-5086246/#c8354429"/><author><name>lucreziaborgia</name></author><published>2008-11-24T11:26:35+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T11:26:35+01:00</updated><content type="html">Shouldn't have trusted him. I let Sunday in because she said she was cold, and she just uncoiled herself under the duvet leaving me out.    </content></entry></feed>
