Saturday, December 4, 2010

the day my lord will come, I will be protected by a poncho, or love and kisses.
conversation in queensborough:

me: you cut down all your trees
old man (standing sixty feet away about to get into his car): yep, time to make toilet paper
me: heh
old man: how many do you want
me: oh

tax-free event at the real canadian super-store:
barges of toilet paper floating around the store, the occasion glimpse of a face to make sure no major collisions occur; a soft impact.