And now it’s raining…
And my umbrella broke last week.
I have no pants. I have no umbrella. Aaand it’s raining.
Aaaand
posted 1958 days ago on 28 September 2006 • filed in Me-Myself-and-Berto
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Comments (2):
Aww. If only, at some particular point in time many months ago, some nice girl would have bought a cool, stylish, compact, one-click-automatic-opening umbrella for you, which you would of course have taken with joy and gratitude, rather than doing something ricockulous like insisting, “I don’t want your tres-cool umbrella. I already have one that might break one day.”
Wouldn’t that have been awesome?
That would’ve been helpful. All I know is that I’ve lost two really fun articles of clothing in the past week and that sorta sucks. I’ll miss you, fun pants. I’ll miss you, kick-ass sweater.