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the true genesis of this thred: in the harrowingly isolated depths that cape-cod is while not in the 3-4mo summer cycle, bored out of my skull, i decide to go to stop 'n slop. not because i really need stuff, just, fjdhgkdfg. and ok what do i buy. and, fuck, blueberry muffins! that's actually really perfect, i'd love those about now i walk back to my car, and i notice: hey, there's a heck of a lot of sand on my tires. i am less then a mile from the ocean, so go figure. then i get in my car, and put the muffins in the passenger seat, and my brain delivers: i got muffins in my backseat and sand on my car-feet i literally busted out my phone; made this thred on the spot. history inaction |
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