It came yesterday.
In all its bevel-gleaming whiteness.
I run my hands over it like a Stockholm-syndrome-suffering refugee from the Price is Right gulag.
I’m suffering from Appliance Intoxication.
Ahhhhhhhhh.
It came yesterday.
In all its bevel-gleaming whiteness.
I run my hands over it like a Stockholm-syndrome-suffering refugee from the Price is Right gulag.
I’m suffering from Appliance Intoxication.
Ahhhhhhhhh.