Wednesday, April 21, 2010
April 20 2010
I went to see a psychic about some advice on what types of fish to keep. As I waited for her to set up to divine what fish I needed, enter in 3 archetypes, the sister, the jester, and the jew. The jew rode in on a motorcycle blasting Brazilian music from his helmet. We five sat in a half circle around a fireplace. She began, she lit a bundle of sage and peach schnapps, the smoke curled around my face and became a hand which beckoned to me and pointed right and whisped away. The jester recommended we keep the schnapps. The psychic recommended that I keep cats, not fish. I was to be married, so I ate corn on the cob in celebration and three teeth fell out. Top right cuspid broke off, bottom left incisor came out from the root, and first bottom right molar .
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