Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Stale pretzels

I harbored a long running crush in middle school. Fine, middle and high school, but that's not the point. I first fell for this crush in 7th grade. I was devastated when he moved away then ecstatic when he returned in 8th grade.

This was an unrequited love of course. That is until a brief moment at an 8th grade dance. A sarcastic friend ruined the moment with play by play commentary. I can still hear her exact words, "ever tasted stale pretzels?"

Well, I got my first taste of stale that day in 8th grade.

The stale pretzels were a recurring phenomenon of middle and high school. Alas, aren't they the recurring nightmare of all teenagers?

So why do I taste stale pretzels now?!?!

Blech.

Okay fine, I might like the taste of an occasional stale pretzel!

I hate pretzels.

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