I swear I don't do shrooms

[houndartemis]

So I'm walking back from Harris Teeters (because even when it's raining like a lake above us burst and businesses are closing because we have a flood watch I cannot resist my cravings), and as I'm coming to a corner I see an attractive man run by wearing nothing but tiny black bicycle shorts. I round the corner not a moment later, and he's just gone. Poof. Nowhere in sight. Just me and rain falling in sheets. I felt like I'd seen a unicorn.

It was like magic. It was like nearly-naked-man magic.

Also, for something as good as eggnog, you'd expect an eggnog latte to taste much better. At least pumpkin muffins are still amazing.