Tuesday, March 25, 2014
Last night after I showered I noticed a jar of coconut oil on the counter in the bathroom. Lillian had left it, and I thought I'd try moisturizing with it. "I'll smell like a beach vacation," I thought. Instead I smelled like movie theater popcorn. I dreamt about Raisinets and hotdogs rolling into infinity.
// posted by Bill @ 9:10 AM 
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