There’s something very zen about watering your garden at 11:30pm when you’re high as a kite.
A conversation between two foxes:
– You ate your own cubs?
– You know, you get peckish, nothin’ in the fridge
– You had Muller rice!
– Yeah, but no spoon.
[later]
– Look what I just found, a spoon! It was just a waste of life after all!
Eat your Jesus biscuit! Eat it right up!
Current Mood:
Weird
