Lara found this in her personal vault of recorded Laraisms (which is approximately one acre in area; only a small fragment get published on this very modest blog)
Translation: I can't remember what to say at the door when I come to solicit sweet female organization pastries, so I'm going to write it down on a piece of paper that I can read. Much easier.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment