speaking of staples, my roommates and i had a pretty horrifying conversation the other night about injuries caused by simple, everyday things. i actually could not tell you how we got on the topic of it, but i truly wish we never had. there was talk of staples, a pencil, an axe (you can ask my sister about that one), and a dog’s mouth, amongst other things. i’ll go ahead and let your imagination do the work on those. trust me, you don’t want to hear that stories. especially if you’re about to eat tomato soup. (which one of my roommate’s was making while telling an awful story and it just sort of ruined it for me).
this post brought to you by the spirit of halloween, i guess?
Looking good girl!!
Aloha, Kathleen