Melted. May this remain a distant memory.
Forgotten pass. The bus driver still let me on. Made it to my appointment and back thanks to him.
Pierced. Even the darkness submits to one ray of His light.
Gluten Free. Because he understands this frustrating new need.
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Thai Express. Always a special treat that’s too much to eat.
Bad Hat, Harry. Listen on repeat. Ceaseless giggles. And we still don’t get it.