On the way there I bought Mother Dearest a wintergreen patty as a lil' treat, since she spent our entire childhood downing wintergreen tic-tacs. When she got home from work hours later, she took it out of her bag and forced me to try it. It tasted like a more-poisonous version of the beloved Canada mint, and made me burst out laughing in response.
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Thursday, March 11, 2010
Cafe Lunch and a Surprise Disgust.
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