Someone bring me a lox and cream cheese bagel.
Yesterday I decided I want George Winston's "Living Without You" played at my funeral.
And this morning on the way to work, I pondered how and if dating might be easier as a bird who has to puff out their chest.
posted by Beth @ 7:29 AM
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I wonder that too sometimes but then I think I'd likely be that pigeon who gets self-conscious about making the accompanying cooing sounds.
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