((image via WeHeatIt))Getting voicemails.
More specifically, getting wacky voicemails from my soul sister - her huffing and puffing as she tries to stay upright amidst the "sludge" on her way to the subway, meanwhile straying in and out of sensible conversation as she lists her afternoon errands.
3 comments:
it was really bad, wasn't it? LOL!
those lips sure are purdy!
I would love a lips phone... I remember when I was in junior high and hamburger phones were the "it" thing to have.
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