Mad experiments and burnt eyebrows in the arena of literature
i kicked a duck on my 30th birthday. my fiancé was appalled. i commented how much softer it was than i had expected.(she married me anyways)-- Tom
Ha! At least she had no illusions...
Tastes like chicken.
I assume this means you had a wonderful Thanksgiving? Good. :)
I'm thinking the duck has a different POV. :)
Admittedly, it was a pyrrhic victory for the duck.
Lol. That was funny.
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