Today: As much as I love to tip, tip, tap, tap on the keyboard, my true love lies with a fine writing pen. I develop a bond with my fine writing pens…watching them like a new mother when someone borrows. Yet somehow I lost one today. Who would have guessed, “Harold’s Roofing” would have ever given such remarkable writing devices? Never judge. I do not know Harold. Maybe I have seen one of his roofs.
1 comment:
Sorry Hubert I'll give it back.
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