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Oh, EW. With apologies in advance to Fats Domino, I guess we know what type of thrill Chuck Berry finds at this Blueberry Hill.



Cest La Vie. Just goes to show you never can tell.


You know that if Chuck Berry was asked about this alleged activity, he'd just say, 'It wasn't me.'

Boo on him for leaving the women of Saint Louis with no particular place to go.


Oh, DAMN. I can't top that!

Catherine AKA The Black Angel

MWAHAHAHA! The Black Angel strikes again!


Too cool? I just have better things to do with my time.

You really need to update your blog Ellen. This was the top entry last week when I checked in.


There has been nothing blogworthy. However, I am going to my uncle's funeral tonight. No doubt that will provide fodder.

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