the distant dreamer hates waffles but loves pancakes
during the first ten minutes we were eating our crepes,
you had sour cream or something (maybe guac and sour cream combo?)
in the corner of your mouth (my right, your left) and i didn't tell you,
because it amused me slightly.
:)
-michael
Thursday, July 17, 2008
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