An inedible stew of visual lunacy much of which I concocted with my own three hands.
I'd love to explore her basket but she probably wouldn't appreciate it.
Show her your Thermos first.
I'm always carrying TONS of stuff in there. Spare snacks, tissues, a set of allen wrenches, handy stuff like that.
I'll not mention my own metaphysical meaning BEHIND the title, but I will offer you $10 for every rubber band ya have in there... Sorry, Monty Hall is my alter-ego persona.
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I'd love to explore her basket but she probably wouldn't appreciate it.
ReplyDeleteShow her your Thermos first.
ReplyDeleteI'm always carrying TONS of stuff in there. Spare snacks, tissues, a set of allen wrenches, handy stuff like that.
ReplyDeleteI'll not mention my own metaphysical meaning BEHIND the title, but I will offer you $10 for every rubber band ya have in there... Sorry, Monty Hall is my alter-ego persona.
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