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Kerry Palm

I just got over that awful crud. Even though it starts to feel like this is going to be your life from now on, it WILL get better.

Now, what do I want....

Jen Johansson

Sorry to hear you are not feeling well. Get back in bed! Happy New Year to you and the fam.

Tom Clark

OK, that's enough coughing and snorting. Time to get back to spinning and dyeing. You have addicts out here who are going to be going through serious withdrawals without your you-know-what. :-)

I treat you and my tattooist the exact same way: you say how much money you want and I pay it without even thinking about it. Some would call that stupid but I just call it honoring the artists in my life. I want what you and Chas have to offer - the price is yours to set and I'm happy with whatever it is. Truly.

No argument from me dollface. As far as I'm concerned you're priceless so affording you at all is a gift.

Can you feel the healing vibes coming your way?


I was going to say get better, but I think Tom there totally outdid anything I could add. Go Tom! Go Lisa!


Happy new year! I'm not really sick but I'm not really well so I sort of know what you mean...

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