Monthly Archives: August 2016
I’ve got your number and everything.
What shame that I don’t know how to flirt!
Small minds can’t change.
They’re so tightly packed that they haven’t got the room to maneuver.
I can see you’re in pain.
So was the toddler who tripped, fell, and only cried after seeing that you were paying attention.
Art of Aphorism 
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