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[One day while out walking 6 months earlier, I'd come across a strap-on penis by the side of the road.] It seemed pretty old and was Band-Aid colored, about 3 inches long and not much bigger around than a Vienna sausage ...
I thought about taking the penis home and mailing it to one of my sisters for Christmas but knew that the moment I put it in my knapsack, I'd get hit by a car and killed. That's just my luck.
— Jun 10, 2018 09:24PM
I thought about taking the penis home and mailing it to one of my sisters for Christmas but knew that the moment I put it in my knapsack, I'd get hit by a car and killed. That's just my luck.
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They're strange, the Dutch. After talking to [several], I met a man who frequently calls his 18 month old daughter a "little ball sack." "Because, I mean, it's what you do," he explained.
"What do you mean, 'It's what you do'?" I said. "It's not what I do or anyone in my family does. I don't even call my ball sack a ball sack."
He shrugged, Dutchily.
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— Jun 10, 2018 09:30PM
"What do you mean, 'It's what you do'?" I said. "It's not what I do or anyone in my family does. I don't even call my ball sack a ball sack."
He shrugged, Dutchily.
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John
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A few days later, at the big Comme des Garcons shop in Omotesando, I bought yet another pair ... a fancier pair that are cerulean blue.
'What are you doing?' Hugh moaned as I stepped out of the dressing room. 'That's THREE pairs of culottes you'll own now.'
All I could say in my defense was, 'Maybe I have a busy life.'
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— Jun 10, 2018 09:14PM
'What are you doing?' Hugh moaned as I stepped out of the dressing room. 'That's THREE pairs of culottes you'll own now.'
All I could say in my defense was, 'Maybe I have a busy life.'
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"Mrs. Hamrick visits, though, and sometimes she and Hugh will sit in the kitchen and talk about Sam.
It's not the snippets of conversation that betray him as the subject but rather their voices, which almost a decade after his death, are still brittle and reverential, full of loss and longing," ( - Pg. 15.)
— May 30, 2018 10:57AM
It's not the snippets of conversation that betray him as the subject but rather their voices, which almost a decade after his death, are still brittle and reverential, full of loss and longing," ( - Pg. 15.)
