Thursday, January 5, 2012

i woke up in a roofless city, held for interrogation. when i was transferred to the room for questioning, a man wearing an ostrich outfit with feathers and a sharp beak entered the room. -You seem to be ill- he sid holding documents as if i had been watched for months. -well, you're dressed as a giant bird, so,i dont think im the one with issues. -yeah, but i'm a professional, so, you're wrong. he proceeded to sit in front of me and nibbled the papers he preached to have examined before entering my chamber. ...i think i had a hard time falling asleep again after that...

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