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It was just one of those snuggle-me-this-way-oh-God-I-love-you-let’s-never-be-apart relationships that was meant to burn out but never quite got there– and for that, I guess I’m glad. He was all mashed potatoes and cheese, ham and eggs, casserole with flakes and cornchips and rice and, uh, well, we get along fine.

Posted By FluorescentApple On 08.20.2012 @ 8:16 pm

I went slow as I watched a reporter open his mouth, rambling on about my views on this or that– I can’t be bothered with journalistic malice. I’m a business man, with a business to go about! I would shut him up but he lunges at me.

We wrestle. I win.

Posted By FluorescentApple On 05.30.2012 @ 3:17 pm