The place where the world comes together in honesty and mirth. Windmills Tilted, Scared Cows Butchered, Lies Skewered on the Lance of Reality ... or something to that effect.
Thursday, September 12, 2013
You Are What You Eat
We taste like chicken--or so I've heard. Carolyn Hiler has a gift for making ordinary statements sound creepy.
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