I think that it is funny there is a song about Tim McGraw, firstly because he's still a current figure, not a historic icon or something like that; and secondly because I do think of somebody when I think Tim McGraw.
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Continuing my "Being Meredith Grey" theme, I seem to have misplaced my black panties. The last time I remember having them was in the hotel room in New Orleans, but I don't think any of the guys who paraded through there (only one of whom I did anything with, thank you, except kissing, I did kiss two of them, although actually one I was really drunk and not aware of it, and HE STARTED IT) would have taken them. I'm not sure, though, and that sounds better than if I lost them somewhere boring, like in the course of doing laundry or something...