Jan 22, 2007 05:18
Up late...or early? because my throat hurts too bad for me to sleep. I could eat braided armenian goat cheese if I wanted. I bought eight pounds of it. They traded for a small clump of earth. I carried it home in a sack that was woven from the shaved leavings of an armenian mans back.
I am not racist.
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