I just posted this as a comment on somebodys Facebook post
I guess it should go into my memoirs:
"We didn't have school lunches. My mom made me sandwiches which I usually didn't like so I went to the fast food cart across the street from our grade school and bought dinner rolls filled with ketchup for 20 pennies a piece. For some reason I didn't throw my mom's sandwiches away but left them in my bag until they became moldy and the bag started to stink. Then I finally threw them away but I couldn't get rid of the stink so I sprayed a cheap teenager perfume on it that an aunt had given to me. It was called My Melody. So then my bag smelled of moldy bread and My Melody. It was the scent of my grade school days."
I'm going to write more soon. I've been busy herding cats and domes for the upcoming campout, collecting music for my DJ set and making plans for our Berlin trip that's just around the corner. So much busy...
"We didn't have school lunches. My mom made me sandwiches which I usually didn't like so I went to the fast food cart across the street from our grade school and bought dinner rolls filled with ketchup for 20 pennies a piece. For some reason I didn't throw my mom's sandwiches away but left them in my bag until they became moldy and the bag started to stink. Then I finally threw them away but I couldn't get rid of the stink so I sprayed a cheap teenager perfume on it that an aunt had given to me. It was called My Melody. So then my bag smelled of moldy bread and My Melody. It was the scent of my grade school days."
I'm going to write more soon. I've been busy herding cats and domes for the upcoming campout, collecting music for my DJ set and making plans for our Berlin trip that's just around the corner. So much busy...