This one's for Lindsey, who's in hospital on her birthday. Thinking of you, Linds.
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4 comments:
aw. singing pills, no matter how they sound, make a marvelous birthday treat.
i hope lindsey is feeling better x
get well lindsay, and save us a piece of boifday cake.
it is a difficult tune to carry after all.
and Happy Birthday to Miss Linds.
Nothing like some singing medication to make you aware that you are in hospital. Happy Outcomes.
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