Friday, February 06, 2009

Carrots, top slide of beef and tearing.

1. 'I'm going to have a Weight Watchers carrot cake,' says Katie, pulling the packet of tiny slices out of her desk drawer.
'I'm going to have a carrot,' I respond piously.

2. The butcher says he forgets about the glass curve on the counter and lets peoples' meat slide off the front.

3. Ripping canvas off a frame is very satisfying. It tears off in strips, pulling the staples with it.

As needed, forgotten cake and syrup.

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