I used to have one. My dad brought it back from a trip to Paris (or Vegas – whatev). It was pretty. It had flowers on it. I can’t remember what kind of flowers, but they were purple. They might have been orchids. Oh well. That’s not the point.
The point is the magnet is gone. It was carelessly tossed in the garbage. “I didn’t think it was important” was the explanation. It doesn’t matter. The magnet didn’t belong to you. It wasn’t yours to throw away. Goodbye, refrigerator magnet. :(
Friday, September 5, 2008
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