Tuesday, July 21, 2015

Index Card A Day, 45 - 47

Wicked - While meeting the Young One at her class,
waiting for the class to end. Could hear professor through the
door. Everything was wicked. Wicked big, wicked fast,
wicked good. No doubt he was a Boston boy.

Pot o' Flowers

Dangle a la Joan Fink

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