i am six foot three inches tall and my weight fluctuates from week to week. i like a girl named erica. i drink too much coffee. i have poor fashion sense. i like art. i teach kids. i think you're special.
He heard the words drag out. He felt them pull out of his mouth like freight cars, jangling, backing up on each other, grating to a halt, sliding, clinching back, jarring, and then suddenly stopping as roughly as they had begun. It was over. --Flannery O'Connor, "The Barber"
2 comments:
Big Red looks better than ever! Tell him I'll be screamin' for him all the way from California.
I just feel priviledged I can look out my door and see Big Red almost anytime of the day.
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