Archive for May, 2005
And Yea, She Could Smile From Underneath Her Pillow Knowing That The End Of The Duplex Was Eleven Days Nigh
I started laughing last night when, upon returning home from work, I witnessed our (two junior high aged) neighbor girls cutting a rug on the front lawn, gyrating and creating dance sequences to Jock Jams. Gyrating and dancing, that is, until the little neighbor boys came by on their bikes, and suddenly the girls remembered [...]
