I was practically leaping in excitement to show him the oft-sung medieval bridge of Avignon, and we took off at a run.
All tagged trip
I was practically leaping in excitement to show him the oft-sung medieval bridge of Avignon, and we took off at a run.
I was sitting in the car when the phone rang. The caller I.D. made me pick up.
I race towards home, holding up the watercolour I painted at school.
My friend Gina force-feeds me crackers while I’m in hysterics, riding the climax of a bad mushroom trip.