Every time the next stop is announced as "Agrippas-Bippas," I want to start singing "The Name Game." You know, "Agrippas-grippas bo-bippas banana-fanna fo-fippas me-my-mo-mippas, Agrippas."
Today I looked up and saw that Bippas is actually a cross-street of Agrippas.
So disappointing.
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Small World
As I got up to get off the bus, a woman tapped me on the shoulder to ask me for directions. It was my best friend's mother.
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