Tuesday, August 01, 2006


I take back all nice things I said about Meg last night.

That little fucker packed up her things, stole my toothpaste and hightailed it out of town.

Good thing I didn't have any spare tubes of toothpaste around. Not even a teeny tiny travel-sized tube or one of those foil envelopes that come with the newspaper.

And that is the story of how I had the pleasure of running out into the 400% humidity at 11 pm. And why I am so sleepy. And why my teeth sparkle and shine.


Plantation said...

Keep 'em nice and shiny for your 'jewish' date :-)

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