Count the Lousy Metaphors
It never rains here. It pours and pours.
I'm going to thumb my nose at one of the looniest weeks in a very long time, by not writing anything more about it.
In fact, I'm going to go the distance and do the Florence thing, Elaina style. (how wrong does that sound?)
Hooray for trivialities! Knock my serious socks off. Burn my grumpy pants.
I'm going to thumb my nose at one of the looniest weeks in a very long time, by not writing anything more about it.
In fact, I'm going to go the distance and do the Florence thing, Elaina style. (how wrong does that sound?)
Hooray for trivialities! Knock my serious socks off. Burn my grumpy pants.
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Dearest Elaina,
I'm so sorry for my off comment up there. Will you find it in your heart to forgive me?
I'm know I'm a insensitive bitch with really cool hair but I read somewhere in the good book that love is for the unlovely. So would you consider taking me back into your fold of good graces?
Through it all,
Mash
Once again...
Huh?
Drool.
I was thinking of tagging you.
I'm know I'm a insensitive bitch with really cool hair but I read somewhere in the good book that love is for the unlovely.
You was thinking of tagging you...
I'm so sorry for my off comment up there...
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