Kat, darling, to hell with him! Move to Texas. I'll learn how to bake you apple pie. With stars. Also, I would follow those legs anywhere, as long as they're in Texas, and I'm not actually running myself.
And here I was thinking that it's a shame your knee is being such an ass, because it looks so great... but then there's all this talk of apple pie, and now that's all I can think about.
Kat, darling, to hell with him! Move to Texas. I'll learn how to bake you apple pie. With stars. Also, I would follow those legs anywhere, as long as they're in Texas, and I'm not actually running myself.
ReplyDeletewell, hiya, stranger! i ran and ran and ran today, and didn't even know my day wasn't complete without apple pie. i love apple pie.
ReplyDeleteespecially with stars.
And here I was thinking that it's a shame your knee is being such an ass, because it looks so great... but then there's all this talk of apple pie, and now that's all I can think about.
ReplyDeleteIs today the big race? If so, woohoo! Remember, kick him in the shins right as the gun goes off.
ReplyDeletenext weekend. i am going to get my ass handed to me.
ReplyDelete(for the record, i'd prefer if it were groped.)