Yesterday I tweeted about people that smell like ketchup & apparently made the ketchup Gods angry. Today I saw this. So um yeah, self-fulfilling prophecy is a thing for me. Today I will poke fun at people that smell like winning lottery tickets. (at Starbucks)
A foggy day in Manhattan. #ESB “I was a stranger in the city
Out of town were the people I knew
I had that feeling of self-pity
What to do? What to do? What to do?
The outlook was decidedly blue
But as I walked through the foggy streets alone
It turned out to be the luckiest day I’ve known” (at Google - 9th Ave)