Friday, September 17, 2010

Faces


Sometimes at work, I smile so much my face hurts. Or, I just can't turn off the smile when I'm done work, and I smile at random people on the street. It makes me feel like a robot, but not the cool destroy a city kind. Or the jet pack feet kind. Mostly the smily kind, which is okay I guess. But I'd rather have rocket feet.

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