Pasta is sooo ten minutes ago.
Tonight the Maker gave me this special necklace to wear. It features (you guessed it) six (his age) shiny tabs pried from coke cans (Or as they say up north: soda cans. Down here, all fizzy drinks are cokes. If you want to specify which kind of coke, you can say “Diet Dr. Pepper,” and so on.) and strung together with an arm’s length of fuscia cord.
I personally love it, and plan to wear it to work tomorrow. I may ask him to paint it white so I can call it my iNecklace.