I can’t decide whether this makes me want to buy all these cookies and eat them, so they cease to be, or to flee the store and never return.
Kindred Spirit
Written By: admin
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Feb•
10•08
This is really the picture that started it all. I saw this at a local store about two weeks ago and was warmed by the knowledge that somewhere out there was another soul as tormented by the random assembly of letters into “words” (and, similarly, the random assembly of words into “sentences”) as I am.
