"Who do you think you were in a past life?"
"Picasso Penguin."
"Why is that?"
"Because, my mate says that I can make a mess of the ground better than anyone."
"Ah."
"Speaking of which, I'm pooped; let's go roost."
Sunday, December 4, 2011
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