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Sunday, July 02, 2006


-fish-


The real joys of fishing:



..... Are you so sure we can fish something out of that rug?


A rabbit fish! (I didn't know rabbits lived in purple rugs though)
I don't think you can get anything else out of there...


Either I have a killer fishing rod, a magical rug, or maybe we're just going crazy.


Definitely going crazy. Or maybe we have a rock band living in my rug. A rock band of microscopic insects who like playing guitars, who have pet rabbits, and own a gun.


SAVE ME!!


There's a big black thing sticking onto my back! Help me, help me!!


Thanks to
= Shuting
= Kaylin
= My camera




| so spoken! @ 10:48 AM|

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