Sunday, February 19, 2012

Magnetic Poetry
















Clearing all the magnets before the new fridge gets here, including approximately a zillion word magnets from various packs. At least it feels that way when you're trying to peel all those suckers off. They aren't going back on (probably) so we'll have to say goodbye to such classics as "The country mooner gets the quiet whisper of mosquitoes up his but*" or the profound "A hooker always has a smile." Stay classy.

*there was no "butt" magnet, call it poetic license.

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