Sunday, August 30, 2009

and the lavender turned to hunter green.......

and mashed potatoes were served at the CARB BUFFET....
without a bun....:)))
and the condiments were screaming at the melting ice in the beer mugs!!!!!'
chaos was abounding......
chaos and strewn paraphernalia...........and butterflies......
BUTTERFLIES EVERYWHERE!!!!
MY GOD!!!   MY GOD!!!!!
like Alfred Hitchcock.....THE BIRDS.......
YUCKY, IN A WAY.......
but not.....i think......

the thoughts and feelings and confusion and drama and multitudes of butterfly pie were CONSPICUOUS....to be sure......

SEXY, DILIGENT 'BUTTERFLY PIE'......
LOCK IT DOWN, AHAB.....
LOCK THAT SHIT DOWN!!!!

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