- Running home in a kilt. Maybe the kilt is a little too long? The kids across the street are making fun of me. “It’s a kilt!” Ignorant bastards. They’re right about the top though. It’s hideously 80s femme.
- Halloween comes to life. With zombies. The kid needs to go to a school Halloween function at the beach? Fuck ‘em. He’s on his own against those things. I’m double-bolting the doors.
- Business cards. Collect the whole set and they form a flip-book.
Posted on Wednesday, March 15th, 2006 at 7:19 am by found_drama in Dream.
Tagged as Dream.
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