Friday l.. (flipping through my journal) let’s see… I walked until the insects grew tired of my blood then drove until it was no longer safe for me to be on the road. Late night spaghetti
News anchor: And now for our daily cloud report
The Cloud Reporter, lying on the ground outside: Dog in a car.. driving.. The car is now a horse, and the dog isn’t there anymore it’s part of the horse… I don’t know what that is
News anchor: He has such a bright imagination
i heard that chosen undead feller talkin' bout linkin’ some "first flame", i says to him right there I says young man my first flame was my ex-wife, and if yer fixin’ to link with her you best bring an extra humanity cause she’s plumb outta those yes sir