 | | 24/05/2013 10:21
Sur le blog Mostly Melina
Melina's Ink
Once upon a time, about four years ago, I was bidding farewell my lovely cousin at 5AM in the morning. As I'm helping her get into a cab for the airport, the driver is looking at me strangely. Oh well, I'm wearing my pink PJs with fluffy shoes, hard not to stare, so I pay little attention. Suddenly, he asks if my name is Melina. I called for the cab, so he knew before hand, besides hearing it from my cousin. Most of you have heard me complain about my name - best explained HERE - and as such, I embarranssingly answer the man. I barely finished talking when the dude, as me and my cousin stare in disbelief, unravels this GIANT tattoo on his arm. What are the odds. The...
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