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43 Unicorn, Thursday Morning
Thursday, August 14th, 2014 09:48 amBo was going to go on a J,GoB run this morning, since she'd woken up early anyway.
Until she looked out the window.
"Riiiiiight. Guess it's time to try out that new waffle maker after all." There hadn't been enough booze in Baltimore to make her forget turning into a hoochie-coochie dancer, so. Retail therapy.
On the plus side, the waffle currently cooking as she started up the coffee machine smelled delicious. On the not so plus side, it'd be nice if she could stop humming, "It's raining eels, hallelujah, it's raining eels, for real..."
[For the roomie(s). Or anybody else who wants a waffle.]
Until she looked out the window.
"Riiiiiight. Guess it's time to try out that new waffle maker after all." There hadn't been enough booze in Baltimore to make her forget turning into a hoochie-coochie dancer, so. Retail therapy.
On the plus side, the waffle currently cooking as she started up the coffee machine smelled delicious. On the not so plus side, it'd be nice if she could stop humming, "It's raining eels, hallelujah, it's raining eels, for real..."
[For the roomie(s). Or anybody else who wants a waffle.]