oh please oh please let it snow tonight so i don't have to sit around at the farmstand tomorrow. don't let it go from sparta to stockton. pleaaaaaaase.
today was loooooong and boring, with only occassional diversions from the stinky squash pile and stupid customers- both annoying things to deal with. i discovered a layer of rotten squash at the bottom of the butternut pile today and..... ew- puts me off my butternut. lesson learned: don't put squash on the grass. cause it gets wet and ROTTEN and gross yuck ew! when i wasn't moving rotten butternuts i was telling customers, no, you cannot have a free pumpkin. there is some end of season phenomenon wherein people start asking for free or radically discounted produce. sure, take a gooey butternut squash. it's free.
at the end of the day i drove a tv to shrill's house and stunk up her kitchen with my rotten-squash-knees stank while wolfing down the end of her kung pau chicken.
snow! please!
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Is that Sparty to Stockton line supposed to reference Tornado weather? Or is it a cryptic line about long underware?
Do you have JB's latest album? It has a great song about Stockton Town.
sparta.
spokane.
springfield public schools.
stockton.
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