Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Crying on the outside

I knew when I got those ironic tattoos done they would serve me well one day. And that day is today.

They laughed at me when I asked for two tears on my fingers. Sure, they said, get a silly mustache on your index finger -- that makes the girls go crazy. But tears? It's too maudlin, they said.

Who's laughing now? Or who's crying now?

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