he did. he finally did it. he now has moved. he was in one place. now another. moved.
Friday, February 6, 2009
and it did
Posted by Cold Bacon at 6:02 PM 1 comments
Labels: bothered?, face, look, look at my face, mon visage, my face, thierry henry
Saturday, January 3, 2009
it had to happen
cold bacon decided he had to move. before the storm. the storm was coming. and he had to do it. it was beyond anyone's capacity to--wait, a song:
Why are you so near to me?
For they will come after us.
This other one
Who came very close
Caused me to boil.
It would be better if you
Got farther away.
And what is your name?
I'm going to be sleeping here on a bed.
I asked her,
"Where are you going?"
She answered me, saying,
"I go deep into the eastern forest."
That is what she told me.
By the way,
Another truth is that a stone can talk!
Posted by Cold Bacon at 2:41 PM 0 comments
Labels: duck dodgers, moving