Anecdonutal

Wednesday May 25, 2011 @ 09:48 PM (UTC)

In Chicago O’Hare International Airport, Ryan tried to attract my attention to a question of logistics. I could not answer, I was entranced by a pink box passing near me.

“Look, it’s a box of home!” I said.

“What?”

“That girl had a Voodoo Doughnut box!”

Why didn’t you knock her down so I could take them?” Ryan said.

“You’re way bigger than me, why shouldn’t you knock people down in this scenario?”

So I can have the donuts!

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Love that “silly” and “trivial” are separate tags. As well they should be.

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