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We crossed the Brooklyn Bridge

The Day I Didn’t Almost Kill Ziva And M But Then We Got Drunk Anyway

My visit with Ziva and and her husband M hit rock bottom when – in a slightly inebriated state – I decided to drape myself drunkenly pose rather mockingly with a statue that turned out to be in front of a church or something (and had rice all over it, which I assume is some […]



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