Heaven schmeaven. When I die, I want my soul to rest in New Hampshire for all eternity. Specifically, it will reside at Pleasant Pond accompanied by FAB's old roommate D's wholesome extended family and their giant poodle (who had quite the affinity for me, if you know what I mean,) and it will subsist on blueberry pie and weed. My hair still smells like a woodsy fireplace. Mmmm. Here is my new boyfriend, with more pictures to come.
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milouuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
ohhh god. there is a place down the street from me (on sex avenue) that is called milou's or something like that. heh.
Wait, the messiah of the jews reincarnated as a... french poodle?!?
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