the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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15:02 + 26.10.2008 = but swimming doesn't require that much thinking.
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-hiya!-
"hey! question for you! ... What do you think a thinking cap looks like?"
-what?!-
"WHEN YOU THINK OF PUTTING ON A THINKING CAP, WHAT TYPE OF CAP DO YOU THINK OF? what does it looks like?"
[i giggle hysterically.]
-um... a bellboy cap.-
"what?! what's that?"
-it's like... well, you know in clue when the woman is at the door and singing, "i. am. your singin' telegram." ...it's like that.-
"k. you're alone in that. we all think it's like a swimming cap."
[background voice: what does he think it is? sistersister [aside]: a busboy cap.]
-BELLBOY! or like the dancing monkeys wear.-
"flying monkeys!?"
-um. yeah.-
"ok! you're still alone in that. i gotta go. i gotta pick up my computer and underwear."
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