| Wednesday, June 16, 2010 |
| Poker Face |
| I'm getting to be very good at this. People always see me as someone with a calm exterior, never one to have 'ruffled feathers' and so on and so forth. But I am as freaked out as Chicken Little was when he saw that first hexagonal plasma-something fall out of the sky. Only I have no bell-tower to run to. All I have are long legs for walking, nostrils for continuous breathing, and an average-sized head that reminds me tomorrow will be another day. |
posted by Tami @ 12:47 AM
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