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Friday, 4 July 2008

Hey Mike.


I don't know any Mikes. Maybe you are called Mike. Maybe in another life we will meet, having run away to the circus to escape the evils of modern life. I will be a ventriloquist, and you: a sword-swallower with one leg. We will play the banjo under the harvest moon and while away many a happy hour washing the elephants that travel with us.

But I digress.

2 comments:

Sundays Child said...

Squeeee, I love the lil guy! Hes so cute. You should put him on a t shirt. I would buy :] xx

Cake Breath said...

Well. That might actually be a darned good idea. And more incentive for me to get trained up in the screen printing rooms at college