How I miss my dearest Molly Hubbard....Let me count the ways:
- I miss laying out in your backyard while you mow your ridiculous lawn
- I miss your angry messages about hating me more than Ghandi hates his only son
- I miss your cat Frank Star more than I actually miss you
- I miss going to movies with you...The MUMMY 3 (classic)
- I miss carrying flasks with you
- I miss making friends with young gymnasts at the pool with you
- I miss Le Nonne dinners with you as my date
- I miss that beautiful shiny gold swimsuit top of yours
- I miss your front porch
- I miss gossip fests
- I miss your ice skating skills
- I missed your singing voice at Recruitment practices
- I miss your BACPA
- I miss Citrus and Sage with you and writing "papers" when we were really just stalking
- I miss your sense of humor
- I miss the fact that my friend who is Open to Suggestion when it comes to Political Views or Willing to Negotiate on Religious Views is in MED SCHOOL!
- Most of all...I MISS YOUR DRUNK ROCKSTAR EYES!
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