It’s the last day of March, and there is snow on the ground. Worse yet, there’s more snow planned for this evening and all day tomorrow.
Dear Weather,
Hate you face.
Love,
Aaron
Pull it. You know you want to.
It’s the last day of March, and there is snow on the ground. Worse yet, there’s more snow planned for this evening and all day tomorrow.
Dear Weather,
Hate you face.
Love,
Aaron
Posted in Realtime Autobiography.
– 2008.03.31
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