on the phone....
me: i'm looking for my black scarf.
co-worker: your black barf?
me: sca-arf.
co-worker: barf?
me: nooo... ssssscarrrrfffffff.
co-worker: oh! scarf! now that makes much more sense.
co-worker: your black barf?
me: sca-arf.
co-worker: barf?
me: nooo... ssssscarrrrfffffff.
co-worker: oh! scarf! now that makes much more sense.
(true story)
-H.B.
day #27 assignment: sunday confessional
no scarf. no problem.
(Note: I'm sick. It feels like there is a honeybadger in my lungs...
and it had babies.... that are trying to escape through my sinuses.
I could have done more with the scarf assignment but... honeybadgers. -L)
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