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Friday, May 23, 2008


This afternoon I felt like a boiled egg for my afternoon tea.
I placed the egg into the water and it clunked against the bottom of the pan and cracked a little.
This crack let a little dribble of white out and I let it poach in the water until it was hard boiled.
It looked like a fetal ghost.
I was delighted to discover that the little dribble of white was extremely bouncy and strong, and if it weren't for the powerful smell of farts it would be the ideal plaything for someone like me who likes to have something to fidget with.
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feel said...

why am I turned on just now?....

Elliot Cowan said...

It's because you are nuts.

UM said...

I once spent an entire client meeting with something similar dangling from my nose.

Elliot Cowan said...

Was it a client?

Andrew Glazebrook said...

Bizarre !! I'd keep taking the tablets if I was you ! :)

Elliot Cowan said...


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