Ten Little Chances to be Free (
tenlittlebullets) wrote2006-02-11 09:30 pm
Death, please.
Currently sitting on the kitchen counter:
The ruins of what might, in another life, have been a cake.
A note reading thus:
"This is what happens when I try to cook.
Leave a check for ONE MILLION DOLLARS in my mailbox...
...or I'll try again."
The ruins of what might, in another life, have been a cake.
A note reading thus:
"This is what happens when I try to cook.
Leave a check for ONE MILLION DOLLARS in my mailbox...
...or I'll try again."
