Save Draft
It appears that the last time I was about to post something on my LJ, it was quite some time ago. I had saved it as a draft, and when I came to post LJ asked me if I wanted to restore it. Just as funny now, as it was then:
I was called, for the first time at my job, from inside someone's pocket.
I could make out the rustling of fabric, and what sounded like someone putting groceries away.
In the distance, I made out the chorus to a song.
"Small white doggie
Small white butt"
Three and a half minutes of pure hilarity.
I was called, for the first time at my job, from inside someone's pocket.
I could make out the rustling of fabric, and what sounded like someone putting groceries away.
In the distance, I made out the chorus to a song.
"Small white doggie
Small white butt"
Three and a half minutes of pure hilarity.