March 30, 2005

living with big mike and c

Filed under: Uncategorized — Twin B @ 11:11 pm

this reminds me of a time when I was being raised by the wolves. It was
cold and bleak winter, not much food to go around. Till we took down
a large buck, I can still feel its warm blood on my face as we ate its intestines.
Picked the bones clean. Like a box of cookies in the kitchen.

are you people happy now, I wet myself with memories.
all over twin c’s living room.

theres a reason I don’t post.
its sort of like the goldberg parachute.
but nothing like it at all.
hence the irony.
moving moving moving!!!!!


  1. At last! My kvetching has come to fruition! All hail the first post of Twin B!!!

    D, you have NO excuses now.

    Comment by Twin C — March 31, 2005 @ 12:24 am

  2. Go B!!!!!!!!!! The Goldberg Parachute will open, and it’ll be…. a bunch of forks and knives! AAAAH! 20000 FEET AND COUNTING!!!!!


    Comment by Twin A — March 31, 2005 @ 1:40 am

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