Sunday, February 3, 2008

Tonight

Adam and I waited until the rain stopped, then went to the donut shop. I chose a little maple critter. "Man," I said. "This is perfect. It's like, warm and fresh and awesome. Its big donut momma just gave birth to it."

Adam said: "Are you going to lick the afterbirth off the bag?"

This is why I love this guy. He gets me.

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