Friday, February 06, 2009

how's about tellin a story.

there is a huge flock of weird birds having a weird bird conference on our block. they've got a brindle-y coat of feathers and i want to call them warblers, because that's what they're doing.
they seem out of place, or generally confused.

last night my mom told me she dreamed that i had a lap full of foxes and i was breaking their jaws. one after the other.
now whaddya make of that, huh?

1 comment:

Loopy said...

My jaw really is broken and my mum won't fix it!!!! When are you comin to visit?!!!

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