‘Cause I Eats Me My Spinach


Quick salad for dinner before a clandestine party tonight. While dancing at the Green Mill, a friend and I were invited to a woman’s annual party.

No. We didn’t know her. No. We weren’t creeped out.

The only details we were given:
500 people.
Dancing on putting greens.
Her address from the check she gave us.
We should come.

So, this may be my last post. This isn’t what I envisioned my last supper to be, but at least ill go out with me spinach.



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