mushy

We’d been out in public for about 30 minutes today before we realised the sickening matchiness of our t-shirts.

In case you can’t make it out (always a possibility with my dodgy phone-cam) his is a boom box and mine is a heap of cassettes.

All together now – ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.

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