Just as I was about to go to bed, I noticed that my right hand smelled like a combination of hot wings, chicken tenders, lane wax, and a 14 pound house ball that apparently used to belong to someone named Alice.
That, my friends, is the mark of a good day.
That is all.
About Me
- The Dally Llama
- I'm not a law student any more, but I am still boring. Occasionally I come up with something worthwhile to say, and I post it. Mostly I post stupid stuff when it comes to mind. But for some reason, a surprising number of people stop by to look, even though almost nobody ever comments. (For all you blog stalkers out there, I've been stalking you back using a cool hit tracker tool I found. I know who you are...).
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...or a really dirty finger hole on that bowling ball.
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