Dec 20, 2009 21:52
...remember that one time at Woodstock when you ate a hippie and got high? Don't be silly, that was the time I had a bad trip from snacking on Coleridge-- and let me tell you *that* was the last time I mistook a Lake Poet for a happy meal on legs. (vampire versions of "this one time at band camp...")
k.n.m
nonsense,
writing