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August 06, 2006
Coming Home Agin
I came back from a month on the road to find a number of treasures from my distinguished houseguest. Among the offerings: six bottles of wine, a 12-pack of the Fattest Tire, a gift certificate for a massage, a wireless router (for the laptop I don't yet have), a necklace, a mug, a ziploc of frozen rhubarb and an inch of blueberry Stoli.
Don't fret: the rhubarb has already been dispatched. Straight into the trash. "Eff that...weird red stalks...who in the...? What in the...?" she mumbled angrily, jamming a fistful of KRACH-itos into her gaping chasmal maw.
Ah the mysteries of the natural world.
Posted by Bree at August 6, 2006 07:27 PM