Wednesday, October 17, 2018

True Story Of Life With Teenagers


The pie gets eaten, but its packaging remains, perhaps as a reminder of someone else's good fortune.

More likely, once the pie was consumed no energy remained to dispose of the packaging, so thoroughly satiated, the person could only compose lyric poetry in some sort of fugue state.

All to say that I should have eaten the last piece of the pie, for I would have thrown the packaging in the garbage.



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