Dillan wasn’t sure if his talk with Lana about “multitasking” had really gotten through, until their beach walk ended and he witness her washing her feet and biting directly into a bunch of bananas without even stopping to peel them. At times like these, he wondered if he could send her back to Russia.
I have been inspired by the lovely blog Catalog Livingto put my natural mocking instinct “on paper”, if only to get the overflowing sarcasm out of my head. To this end I provide a JPG caught in the wild (web) and provide an appropriate (or in some cases inappropriate) caption.
“Although Marissa had repeatedly told him not to borrow her jeans, Billy hoped that the springtime scent of the daisies and his bright, newly-washed Keds would soften the blow.”
Ever Midsummer 