Lurkette,
Number 11 is definitely your winner. It's sassy, a bit elegant and goes with that impish smile of yours ( I'm guessing Ratbastid has his hands full).
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The sad thing is... as you get older you come to realize that you don't so much pilot your life, as you just try to hold on, in a screaming, defiant ball of white-knuckle anxious fury
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