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October 22, 2006
I was at a local bar the other night, and they had copies of the school news paper. Seeing something I'd drawn in it was a little surreal, so we decided to carefully cut out each copy and insert them into every menu. Or something. I was pretty drunk at the time. |
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I
suppose no news is good news, but in this case it looks pretty bare. And
bare outside of home decorating is pretty boring. And while a minimulist
home might look pretty cool for the first few months, pretty soon I'd
want to start stuffing all the squirrels in my neighbourhood to create
an army to rival China's... just in case they ever decide to turn on Canada.
© 2005-2007 Sophists & The Secret Order
of the Golden Llama - Paul Pytlik. All rights reserved.
Website created & coded with pure unadulterated hate
by Paul Pytlik. Twice.
Thanks to "Shadowfyre" for hosting this little
slice o' heaven. You rock dude.
By reading this you are now legally and mystically
obligated to return at least once a week, lest your eyeballs melt and whatever
genitalia you possess fall off (or out, or... you know what, they'll just melt
too). I reserve the right to lease your soul
and paint it any colour I wish.
Please don't steal from me. Unless it's for a good reason. The only good reason
being
I've made your eyeballs melt and your genitals liquefy. And only then if the
revenge is epic
in scope, and you promise to let me win.
Thank you, that is all