So after a day of wandering the Big Apple in search of apartments, wefind a Starbucks on Broadway open until 2am (at least on Fridays)TheWife and I sit down with our beverages-of-choice and I look over togaze, lovingly, into her eyes and the above is what I see.
"What's wrong, honey? Why are you looking at me that way?" she asks.
...three cheers for HUGE back packs.
Mobile post sent by thepete using Utterz. "What's wrong, honey? Why are you looking at me that way?" she asks.
...three cheers for HUGE back packs.
Orignal From: My Emotional Baggage
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