Ou est la plume de ma tante?
Mrs. A and I are on Staten Island visiting my aunt for Thanksgiving. She, for some reason, has taken exception to my choice of headwear, saying it makes me "look like a cuckoo-bird".
Here we are, after dinner last night in a pizza joint that serves a pretty good GF pie (among other things). People, you be the judges:
Labels: air travel, that's gonna leave a mark, you can tune a piano but you can't pick your relatives


2 Comments:
It's not the HAT that makes you look like a cuckoo bird!
You were dining on Cocoa Puffs?
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