Scene: Cousin and I are talking about a guy I recently met.
Me: But she says he always goes for girls who need fixing, the wounded birds.
Cousin: Oh well then he definitely wouldn't like you.
Me: Gee, thanks!
Cousin: No, I mean because you're not a wounded bird. You're an eagle. An eagle that soars. Soaring motion with hand.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
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2 comments:
Lmao!!! B is so funny!!!
Ha! That's great.
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