On my desk are three nested cups, eight throwing steak knives, King Soloman's Mines, by a man named Haggard, and an awl carved from a screwdriver.
Not on my desk are two badgers attempting to negotiate peace between the ligh and the dark, a zucchini, a diamond the size of someone else's head, and the girl of my dreams.
I'm alright with the badgers, vegetables, and dimonds being absent, but I can't help think that 'On my desk' would be a fabulous place to find the girl of my dreams on of these days.
Not on my desk are two badgers attempting to negotiate peace between the ligh and the dark, a zucchini, a diamond the size of someone else's head, and the girl of my dreams.
I'm alright with the badgers, vegetables, and dimonds being absent, but I can't help think that 'On my desk' would be a fabulous place to find the girl of my dreams on of these days.
i was thinking of you today, and how i haven't played mille bourne the french auto racing card game since last i saw you. also, your cake pan is a constant reminder. currently, a rubber dildo sits next to it. it really is amazing how people will notice a dildo when they walk into a room, despite it being in an inconspicuous place.