Tuesday, October 6, 2009
“You WILL NOT refer to me as she-who-shall-remain-quiet…” her voiced drowned out by my laughter. “You MAY NOT compare me to..to..to...” I was in deep shit; VERY deep shit. “She-who-has-gone-silent,” I corrected. “WHATEVER!” As long as I was marching to the gallows, I might as well enjoy the stroll. “Every time I called you, you told me that you were ‘busy’.” “Well...” she replied. I won’t fill in the gaps. She was irate; as irate as she gets with me. And I couldn’t stop laughing. I probably...
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