Monday, December 20, 2010

Loose Lips




He ate my favorite lipstick. Perfect shade. Maybe he didn't think so? This is all karmic punishment in some way that I can't wrap my mind around anymore. Well this one is kind of easy as for some reason I would steal my mother's lipstick from the ages of 2-3, sit under the table and take chomps out of it. Then I'd put it back into her purse and with a mouth full of red say "I don't know."

No comments:

Post a Comment