Monday, October 17, 2016

Deep Thoughts Version 2.0, Chapter 1

as found in my "notes" from 3 months ago... 

This breakfast is too big for my mouth.

We are getting out of the town.
(and are we going to Mother Russia?)

Mom, the dog kissed me on the mustache.

You're killing me smalls.
I'm not small.

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