My thought bubble has just busted, bleeding out all my mindless cracks and whims.
Well, Today or tomorrow the weather man hath promised the white stuff.
No not the nasty stuff, perverts biggrin . Snow!
Yes, already the first day of December, And already we are to see the nice nice cold stuff.
Reminds me of Ice cream biggrin The yellow kind is supposed to taste like lemon >>
'Hey Rachel, c'mere'
'What Tasha?'
'I got you a lemon icecream cone!'
'What's the catch?'
'No Catch'
-passing of the yellow stuff-
'This doesn't taste like lemon'
-realizes where it's from-
'OH GROSSS!!'
-me, laffing-
Ahhhhh, good times good times ^3^
Well, I'm happy,
You're happy
We could all live in la la Land together
^_^ come and join me
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