Inspired by a walk into town this afternoon:
the world desperately needs a topless tapas bar.
Just try to say that out loud without smiling -- I dare you!
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1 comment:
This reminds me of a very odd conversation I had with my mom about a date I took my now wife on.
I am so dumb, it took me three comments to figure out Wiley was a proper noun, and not a description.
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