Sometimes snow isn’t very good at covering up stuff.
note: “Mom! Jason’s been making snow angels outside again!”
double note: “No, I haven’t seen your cat.”
triple note: sorry if this one’s a bit macabre. I carry myself away sometimes.
notes to myself #107
Don’t play with the Robson’s down the road: they put rocks in their snowballs.
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When someone questions my integrity, I usually say, “Why are you talking about my underwear?“.
Oh! I call my underwear “integrity“.
I thought you knew that.
note: my old underwear were called “decency” and “evidence” but I don’t have a shred of those left.
double note: my new underwear are fine; thanks for asking.
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