"I put my soul back together this morning with super-glue."
It took me a bit to notice the beat-up sneakers in his hand.
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2 comments:
Hey now, as a therapist-in-training, I resent that! :-D Super-glue is bad for my business!
I've always been afraid to try super-glue. I watched it eat right through styrofoam many years ago, and ever since then I've been afraid of what it would do to my soul...
You've given me hope.
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