Smelly
A picture I took out my window of the big smoke cloud from the huge explosion north of London yesterday. Everything smelled like burnt tar all day.
posted by Lauren Matson | 7:47 PM
Lauren Goes Looney In London
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Monday, December 12, 2005
A picture I took out my window of the big smoke cloud from the huge explosion north of London yesterday. Everything smelled like burnt tar all day.
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The best definition of a perpetual optimist is someone who can stand at a London bus stop, and seeing that the bus is jammed full can still say, "There will be another one along in a minute."
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