I like the smell of sausages sizzling in the pan.
I like the taste of toothpaste melting in my mouth.
I like the feel of mud squishing through my fingers.
I like the look cake rising in the pan.
I like the sound of cats running on the roof.
Luke
Thursday, July 30, 2009
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