Short stories, mini-fables, whispers and notes of nuisance.
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Heartburn!!!
My doctor said Mylanta, I was like whew thank god. But then he said enamel, I didnt know what to say. And then he said Anal. At that point I got the hell out of there and went fishing.
1 comment:
Oh, here.
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