I spent the weekend laughing. Not the polite kind of laughing that always comes when you meet new people that you want to like you. It was the ab forming, attention getting, rambunctious laughter that makes you smile days after. The kind that gets you kicked out of churches.
The weekend ended with three words.
A four word response.
Two flashes of a pair of headlights.
And the feeling of a sated perfection.
de.....wait for it...... lightful
1 comment:
what the what?!?! don't you think i don't know what words you're talking about!
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