Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Ode to Amy: nothing says love like french fries off the dashboard
So, this drawing is an ode to my dearest Amy. We just returned from getting our pumpkin spice lattes and holy canole is it raining! Which sometimes makes people drive pretty stupidly. Like the guy in front of us on the highway. Amy had to hit her breaks, which made my life flash before my eyes. We've been down this road together before. In high school. Collision on the highway, in a snowstorm returning from McDonald's. Horrible accident. I say the dumbest things in life-threatening situations. After the car was finished getting all smashed up, us jostled, fast food scattered everywhere...I picked a french fry up off the dashboard and offered it to her. Hey, I was trying to console alright?! French fries make me happy.
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You could have mentioned the cigarettes and cappuccinos. Probably would have the story more enjoyable for the readers.
But, don't worry, I felt the love. Deep love.
Soulful love.
And it would have helped if I wouldn't have left out the word made. But Russ was distracting me. Making fun of my hippie homeopathic medicine.
Still filling the love.
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