since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.
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Friday, November 02, 2007
professing my love.
chili-cheese fritos, i love you. more than i knew. more than i wanted to. more than i ever expected to love a non-organic, fatty corn chip. but it's true. i'm in love. and all i want is more of you.
They're a well known gateway drug to the much more intoxicating Frito pie.
ReplyDeletepower of suggestion is alive. i must have a frito pie.
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