Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Time to Go



Last night I dreamed that 
an angry lobster wearing duck boots
was chasing me, trying to hit me over the head 
with a giant Whoopie Pie. 
Or maybe it was a giant Whoopie Pie dressed in a lobster outfit
that hit me over the head with a duck boot, not sure.

Either way, I woke up and realized: it's time to move on.

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