Friday, August 17, 2012

Close encounters of the leeky kind

I'm wearing a skirt.
Walk down the street with a freshly purchased leek loosely held in my hand.
I pass a group of men, hanging out on a street corner.
They cheer, jeer and whistle approvingly in regards to my leek-handling qualities.

Guess it's *that* time of year again....


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