Sunday, November 11, 2012

post 3.1.0.0

Purple people eater. Ichabod did it

When we were small, Dad used to lean over surreptitiously, while we were engrossed in something else, and tug on a lock of hair.  In the case of my sister S-2, he'd pull on one of her pigtails.  When we'd whip around, he'd be looking the other way with his face impassive.

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