... And there was much rejoicing (for Morty, anyways).
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Hella Stella
Undercover songwriter with a potty mouth
Stella Who?
I really am a songwriter. Without the day job, I'd be a starving songwriter. I spend my time with my Better Half, my bulldog, and a whole whack of instruments.
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hello.hella.stella [at] gmail.com
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2008
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November
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- Air - It's Free
- Remembering Mumbai
- Snuggie Time
- Help the Food Bank
- Question
- Stay Sexy
- Thursday, You've Been Really Nice To Me
- Just Saying
- Home Sick
- Like A Tank
- Devious Gifting and The Colombian
- Peaches
- Three Years Too Late
- I'm In The Minority
- We Met In France
- Rainy Day
- Graceful
- One Of Those Weeks
- It's The Headache Talking
- Morty Meets Another English Bulldog
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November
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2 comments:
love the pootches love em.
The sheer amount of wrinkly body rolls is blinding!!!
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