In a carrier bag with the rest of the shit.

( Maffers I flow kinda strange like Spina Bifida footprints, Sun 4 Dec 2011, 21:03, archived)

I really liked that blog where it said this thing, I am posting it here in case anyone missed it
"When one co-worker asked about the feathers, another who witnessed it first hand replied, "the pigeons were eating it". I saw the physical wave of illness pass over his face and it was then that fully realized what I'm doing with this blog is right. Merry Christmas, everyone. Merry Christmas."
( vladimir, Sun 4 Dec 2011, 21:08, archived)