PENSPENSPENSPENSPENSPENSPENSPENSPENS
I love pens. I lose my black pen in Skye or Edinburgh (or perhaps in between the two) and have been dissatisfied ever since. I finally forked over a pound 50 for two pens that promised to be ‘smooth’, but was sorely disappointed when it turned out to be thick and wet... Okay, but just as dissatisfying as a blue pen. Grr... But then I found a cup full of pens on the bar, and ALL BUT ONE are BLACK!!! GOOD BLACK!!! And one is almost the double of the one I lost.
-swoons-
Yeah, so I’m odd.
Lah.
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