"...you're no match for that sulky girl..."
might


07 December 2003 23:20 greasy paper bags and the book review.
past perfect | future perfect
then | now
peek | scrawl
compose | notes
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stuff to ponder

if you are not familiar with the wonder that is a sweet potato french fry, then you might not understand what a magnificent thing it is to wake up in the morning to a nice boy standing at the foot of your bed with a brown paper bag full of sweet potato french fries and the sunday times under his arm.

do we like that? yes, we do.

love, might

assimilate