Aug 07, 2007 21:25
Had a dream the Mafia decided to become British cos the chips and vinegar cravings were driving them mad. Problem was they needed to be thugs and thugs need someone to thug, is that a verb? So they picked me, and just followed me everywhere, clogging up my kitchen at work and pushing over trays of gluetan free muffins and scaring the birds in the park round Samsara.
The whole Mafia, covered in flour, chasing birds.