It Was Bound to Happen
Yesterday, when responding to an ad for a camera case on craigslist, I ended up emailing somebody I know.
Granted, she's my girlfriend's friend's sister-in-law so we're not that tight, but I have met her a few times and knew her well enough to recognize her name. We had a nice little "what a coincidence!" email chat, and then I ended up not buying her camera case because Karla found an old one in the closet.
Still, pretty weird. The world is definitely getting smaller.
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When this dude named Stew was in Dallas, he farted and it smelled bad. Then, yesterday I farted and it smelled bad.
Small world.
you must be mistaken. my farts smell only of roses and peach.
Very interesting...must be synchronicity. ;)
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