Crispy Banana's Blog
Where the fuckery is abundant, and the sense is not made.
Monday, May 16, 2011
This one morning I woke up to a riddle...
There was a huge puddle of water that was right in front of the kitchen table.
No sign of anything.
We checked the fridge, a toppled over cup, etc... Nothing..
Finally we looked at the table, and sitting pretty was an empty ice bag as saggy as a 90 year old nutsack.
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