amongst the vegetables and other woes from an English in Kentucky
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Guy Fawkes day. Walk me down the aisle with Satan. He can have my soul for three more hours in bed. It's a shocking thing, I know, but four o'clock in the morning actually exists.
Stranger still, management appears more cheerful at that time of day. They have the big smiles and the jolly ho-ho. Otherwise it wasn't so bad.
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