We've just sidled up to the bar, drinks in hand, and i'm apparently doing something dorky, but normal:
my sister: "God i love you."
A.W.: ??
my sister: "You're so strange! But god i love you."
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We're in the car, Liz Phair is in the CD player, and i'm "singing" along in my own special way:
B.E.D.: "God i love you."
A.W.: ??
B.E.D.: "You're so strange! But perfect."
8/23/07
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