Cute, right? Wanna know something even cuter? My mom actually heard me bitching about my clock and my desire for a new one, remembered that there was a sports team that I was oh, I don't know, obsessed with, and actually went out to the mean streets of B'more and located the clock above. It's not exactly Red Sox nation where I'm from (though people mostly couldn't care less about the O!s), and yet little-molly's-mom found a Red Sox clock for her daughter.I dunno, it's just precious.
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