For no apparent reason.
I saw a penny covered with slime lying in the gutter, I panicked and screamed, “you’ll never get me you dirty copper!” See a penny, pick it up? Not when it’s lying in yuk! The sidewalks this spring are terrible, cracks run rampant. The bill from my mother’s chiropractor is killing me. I broke a mirror the other day, so I promptly broke another one, I hate uneven numbers. If you get that, don’t tell the aliens on planet X, they wear mirrors on their shoes. I don’t get that but I’m not going to... Sign in to see full entry.