Mar 31, 2002 23:49
I managed to make custard out of trout today; I am unsure how I did but I did and the fish are swimming in the bottom of my butter churn with the grains of butter and buttermilk all around going in out in out of their gills and fins flappity.
I saw bears in the fields today licking honey from their lips and flies were buzzing around their mouths and crotches.
They were too big for me to hunt down successfully, I think, not with my simple skillet of death.
There are also knots in my hair just like the knots in my feet but I wonder if I can undo them by dancing. Perhaps.