Tuesday, July 8, 2014

It is ok to say that the old man smelled nice, right?

And after a long and terrible day of pancake slavery which has left me w a pounding headache, I sat down at the bus stop next to a very nice smelling old man, then later got onto a bus with just about the nicest driver ever who kept greeting everyone and saying good evening. I should think that my day has been made :') 

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