Friday, September 17, 2010

A Common Occurance

Today, it was raining. As I held high my umbrella, a few friends moved over towards me to stand beneath my small circle of dryness. After a few poked eyes, my tallest friend took the umbrella from my hand and held it above everyone. Never will I be able to hold the umbrella for anyone besides myself. This happens a lot.

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