Feb 18, 2008 15:59
As I toil tediously through this droning robot of a day, I look up to see the yuppie neighbor guy across the street throwing something high into the air and then watching it fall to the ground, only to do it again. He did it many times, and on the last throw I realized that it was one of those fake, rubber snakes. He eventually stopped, put it in his pocket and went inside (looking rather disappointed).
And they say WE'RE the freaks.
stage,
fozzie bear,
tomatoes