a feast fit for a king
To whomever left the box of assorted pastas, giant bag of spinach, pears, and freakishly large container of animal crackers on my porch today:
I am investing in your Karma account.
Thank you deeply and sincerely...It made my day.
Within the box was a note that read:
"Music feeds the soul. Somebody has to feed the musicians."
This should hold us out until I have a job again, I think.
Also...
The scooter is apparently unfixable. I guess I'll just try to sell it at this point, which really sucks because it's brand new. If only I had discovered that it was broken before the warranty was up. :(
I am investing in your Karma account.
Thank you deeply and sincerely...It made my day.
Within the box was a note that read:
"Music feeds the soul. Somebody has to feed the musicians."
This should hold us out until I have a job again, I think.
Also...
The scooter is apparently unfixable. I guess I'll just try to sell it at this point, which really sucks because it's brand new. If only I had discovered that it was broken before the warranty was up. :(