Wednesday, 5 August 2009

What happened to Hilary Monday night in a small town:

a) she went to bed early... she was a tired little chicken
b) she talked to her teaching counterparts for a bit, then retired to bed and some teaching related readings.
or c) she went down to the bar with her friend and met a lady from Poland (who is a psychic) who talked about Russians raping the Germans and an SS guy who hated her and the man called Max who is majorly stereotypically australian who bought her here as a cleaning lady and then she stayed for 20 years as what he considers a fuck buddy, and what she considers an asshole, who she loves.

Comments:
i like the picture up above. you are an odd chicken, in perhaps the wrong pod.
 
peas in a pod... odd chicken... odd chicken in a podd... isn't that odd enough??
 
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