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!!!!!

2 Comments »

  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!!!!!

    *spplork*

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

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