So here's a little paragraph that I wrote and someone commented on it.
I draped my towel over me. Hot showers were my thing, and still are. I could always need one late at night; they help me stay cool.
Person: I see what you did there.
Me: What the heck is that supposed to mean? Like...da crap?
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The Ghost Advice Horse Journal
Random2 cups of random, a teaspoon of requests, a pinch of rants, 1/2 a cup of best friends, and 2 cups of stories. Mix it up. This is the recipe for disaster.
