HERE THERE BE MONSTERS! What follow are the long, strange, non-sequitur ramblings of a mind never at rest. Names will occasionally be changed or withheld to protect the innocent. Some have been entertained by a peek into my topsy turvy brain, so I'm sharing. Is there an interpreter in the house? Have fun with this!
Thursday, September 15, 2016
TBTT#22 Unconventional Transport
I dreamed I was trying to get back to new orleans from my grandmother's house by harnessing a wild rabbit, encased in a giant glass butter dish, and having it pull my bicycle. But my umbrella wouldn't work. The white rabbit kept trying to run down into the gully. I had better luck with the brown one.
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