This Is As Domestic As I Get
I chop things.
I went for color.
We ate it.
The end.
posted by Candy Rant @ 4:13 PM
Wednesday, April 08, 2009
I chop things.
I went for color.
We ate it.
The end.
I chop things.
I went for color.
We ate it.
The end.
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5 Comments:
At 6:57 PM,
Poola said…
I hate radishes, but otherwise it sure is pratty.
At 7:06 PM,
Candy Rant said…
Poola! It IS pratty, isn't it? And guess what? I used to love radishes. I have love them my whole life. And suddenly, perhaps because of the odd happenings that take place in the female body when approaching mid-life, I can no longer stand to eat them? Why? Because it feels like I'm chewing on finger knuckles.
At 10:27 PM,
Citlali said…
lmao. the end. greetings from Mexico City! xx = ]
At 11:03 PM,
Scott P said…
You skipped the "we liked it" step. It was really good!
At 8:05 AM,
Steve B said…
OOoooohhhHH! Purty!
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