I was just wasting time, reading
Overheard Everywhere ...
Customer to cashier: A lot of people say the witching hour is midnight, but it's actually 3 am. I know this because I worship Satan.
Supermarket
Columbia, Missouri <<<<<---- wow, nice.
Dear CoMo,
I won't miss you.
Love,
Kelsey
24 hours from now, I'll be in London. Finally.
Be back on the 29th. Ta, flist. Much love :]]]]
EDIT:
Hipster kid #1: Kelsey, have you ever seen Fiddler on the Roof?
Hipster kid #2: No. I'm not a fan of Tennessee Williams.
Hipster kid #3: Um, I think you're thinking of Cat on a Hot Tin Roof.
Hipster kid #2: Yeah, whatever. I was close.
Missouri Botanical Gardens
St. Louis, Missouri
(WHY IS EVERYONE'S NAME KELSEY!!^$(*@& DAMMIT MOM.)
This makes me ashamed to be called Kelsey. And to live in Missouri. Alas. I had to share the shame.