I have spent the afternoon writing stories.
At one point
I realized I had spent the day thinking about
ghosts and devils and curses
witches and cannibals
and clever ways
to bump people off.
I looked around to make sure
no one was watching
and then I laughed.
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There are no Footsteps
Leading out
Was it a laugh laugh, or a cackle?
I’m hearing cackle.
Have you seen the latest Bruce Old Spice commercial?
It’s cool, Anita. He looks dashing in there, too.
By: Kitty on November 17, 2007
at 11:39 am
It was a laugh Kitty, a very disturbing laugh.
Wow.
Bruce – Dashing Bruce?
I may have to watch some TV … you know, to improve my mind and all
amm
By: Anita Marie on November 18, 2007
at 5:34 pm