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Breakfast!
May. 3rd, 2009 08:01 amKurt and I are going out for breakfast.
I'm not allowed to drive (dammit.) and he can't. The last taxi driver we called was suicidal and scared out of his mind. It was only fun to listen to for the first five minutes. Then it got boring.
So, dear, sweet, kind mansion residents. Who wants to drive us to breakfast? I'll shout you a meal and drinks. We're going someplace good, too.
I'm not allowed to drive (dammit.) and he can't. The last taxi driver we called was suicidal and scared out of his mind. It was only fun to listen to for the first five minutes. Then it got boring.
So, dear, sweet, kind mansion residents. Who wants to drive us to breakfast? I'll shout you a meal and drinks. We're going someplace good, too.
