Friday, January 11, 2013

Gas Station Beer

I love me a rainy day.  Always.   

  And I was not the gal you thought you saw that looked like me buying milk and beer at gas station. Wearing 1991 yoga pants  with red satin stripes. With pink crocs. And a toboggan on my head.  And no bra. Nor make-up.  At 10:30 am.

Nope.  Wasn't me.  Must have been my sister.

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