I love going to the coffee shop in the mornings during the week. It’s so civilized to sit down with a mug of strong coffee and read what’s happening in the daily paper, or touch base with a good novel before starting work.
What makes it especially sweet is when I grab a side table to move it closer and, just as I take hold of the edge, my finger squishes into a still-moist piece of chewing gum someone has stuck under the top of the table; I presume as a parting gift, left there just for me!
Thank you for that, whoever you are.
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I was born in England, spent
LOL You can bet there is more than just gum under there!!!! EWWWWW
Um. Gross!
Now I see where your weekly allowance goes. Obviously, I am too generous. Let’s revise the amount this weekend.