The occasional journal of Hank "Pussyface" Carella Jr
Wednesday, 29 August 2007
I hunt the newspaper as if it is a mouse. I have never met a mouse, but I see them in my dreams, eating cheese. I think there is one in the house. Until I find it, I will chase paper balls.
I hunt the newspaper as if it is a mouse. I have never met a mouse, but I see them in my dreams, eating cheese. I think there is one in the house. Until I find it, I will chase paper balls. 
