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Post by firegirl522 on Mar 4, 2011 20:59:11 GMT -8
I love tigers. I mean really, what's not to love? Other then the fact that they are cats. At the thought of cats a sour expression crosses my face, can't do cats nope nope nope. Dogs and horses. But tigers are different then the silly little cats that run around here. Tigers are majestic and huge and orange. Plus female tigers are the queens, they rule over everyone just by being bitchy. Amazing creatures. Turning away from the tigers, I stretch my legs out as I walk towards the ice cream stand and buy a dreamsicle. Some people find them nasty, I think they are the best ice cream ever. Love it too death. It melts fast in the heat of the day and as I am attempting to keep it from getting all over the place a blob of white and orange ice cream drops onto my white tank top. The thought of lifting up my shirt and licking it crosses my mind but instead, "Fuck, I'm such a failure" and my body turns towards the trash can throwing away the molten mess of 'ice cream' that was left on the stick. "Man, what am I gonna do about this?!" Looking down at the spot on my white shirt. Last time I ever wear white to the zoo, or the stables.
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