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September 19, 2011 § Leave a Comment
Today I drank a bottle of pink wine all by myself and no one stopped me.
Some days, I get so frustrated
putting your follicles in alphabetical order
(like decimal points)
that I forget to record that show on the History Channel.
Does that make you uncomfortable?
Does my deep-rooted sense of tunnel logic throw you off
Today I let you braid my hair and I got the shivers.