no, that's okay, I'll find you anyway

First Karen and then cap'n dyke shut down shop and set up elsewhere. Neither bothered leaving me a forwarding address. I had to go find them on my own. Good thing I'm socially backwards or I'd take it personally.

Was it the spoon balanced on the end of the nose (rub the spoon first and tilt your head ever so slightly) or the carrot sticks up the nose trick during formal dinners that made you leave without saying goodbye?

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