A girl introduced me to her tiny dog on the street. She was so small and attractive to me for this reason, but, upon feeling the wetness of her under-side, I felt repelled. The girl told me the small dog's name was Apple. Or so I thought. As I walked away the girl corrected me: "It's Apple Cupcake." Oh! Got it. Thank you.
Thursday, July 18, 2024
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