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December 02, 2005

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Katie Barr

Wow, we have a lot of fodder at our house! I always wondered what it was called. I have just called it "stuff" up to now. But come to think of it, my MIL used to tell us that whatever we didn't want in the huge boxes of thrift store finds she sent us could be used as "garage sale fodder." (This was before we put our foot--feet?-- down and said no more huge boxes of thrift store finds for us.)

Thanks for the laugh!

Ann V. HolyExperience

Really? You still have all those tapes from the 80s too? LOL!

Big smile!
Ann V. HolyExperience

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