Don’t be alarmed?!? You’re telling me it’s snowing hands there and I shouldn’t be alarmed? In Texas we never have Pepsi Can clumps of snow or hand-like clumps of snow. Oh the trials you Californian people face and the big big books you read.
I’m going to milk the cow and tell the goat to stop eating Paw’s long handle underwear.
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Our love is a symphony you know? But more like the kindergarten variety with sandpaper blocks and chewed up maracas and a rainbow xylophone with a crocodile tail and eyes. Because it’s not like our opus will be Mozart and a million trilling runs of violin or fife. Our life together takes a stilted beat and lopping, loping tones that slap against the rhythms […]