Saturday, May 8, 2010

Holy fuck

John's talking to someone in the kitchen. I don't know who, but they're about eight feet tall, whoever they are. I swear to god they came right through the wall. They're not like Jeeves, or the fridge, or the car. They're not replicas of anything.

Also-

It sounded like John was selling them something.

1 comment:

  1. And then the blog suddenly inexplicably cuts off for a year.


    I think Ben kicked the bucket.

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