Me and my big mouth cost me a whole dollar today, don’t you just hate that when it happens?
Imagine the scenario, I’m driving Robyn and me to her parents house today when I take a wide route past a cyclist, “don’t run over Lance,” says Robyn, “he dumped Sheryl,” I reply, “but you [she points to my livestrong bracelet] support him, how long have you had that thing anyways?” “About 18 or so months,” I say, “still going strong even though Sally bit a small chunk out of it, look I can still stretch it like so…”
TWANG!!!!!
The damn thing snaps and nearly takes my eye out in the process, me and my big mouth.
So… In memory of:
Of course, being the caring person I am I went and bought a replacement, mainly because my wrist felt naked.
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2 responses to “Bittersweet Irony”
18 months nothing…………. You bought it when I came over to visit last April and if you remember, my one busted outside the Nike outlet, which was handy enough to buy a replacement (for you and I swapped you for your one from the discovery store)
15 months then, still a long time for continious wear