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December 14, 2005
winter? I don't even know her
The seashells say sure!, the window says no way. The seashells order a side of fries, the window gets a Diet coke. The seashells hit a two-out triple, the window's swinging strikes. The seashells wanna make out, the window has a headache. And on like that.
This is our bedroom window. Can you see the plastic sheeting my husband and I sealed on with a hair dryer in an effort to stay alive? It's not working. The frost is taking over. Soon we shall be made of ice entirely.
Posted by Max at December 14, 2005 10:13 PM