That’s not dust, Crow. Those are the dreams of customers that were crushed to powder by Grace’s charming service attitude. All you need are the tears of fear and hopelessness that Grace’s grimace brings to the eyes of anyone she looks at and you can mix it with the powder and make an ashtray!
Man, that place is dusty!
That’s not dust, Crow. Those are the dreams of customers that were crushed to powder by Grace’s charming service attitude. All you need are the tears of fear and hopelessness that Grace’s grimace brings to the eyes of anyone she looks at and you can mix it with the powder and make an ashtray!
With affairs of the heart, who DOESN’T overthink it?
actually, those have been my exact thoughts (well, replace he with she) for the last few weeks….