they call it, phronemophobia;

but they've dialed the wrong number.

Monday, January 16, 2012

And other times...

You're told things in life that leave you speechless. Literally. What do you say to those kinds of things?

Answer: you don't say anything. You go home and unwind your nerves with a nice drink.  Mm, mm, mmm...
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