I like my beer cold. I like my sheets flannel. I like my fish grilled. I like my music loud. I like my shoes colorful. I like my earrings big.
And why shouldn't I? Isn't it more fun to wear pink shoes rather than black? Isn't funner to dance to loud, good music?
I don't like to run. I want to though. I will like to run. Someday. Maybe tomorrow.
Thursday, October 14, 2010
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