those who hear not the music, think the dancers mad.
its a cold and its a broken hallelujah...
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Thankfully No Probing
If aliens landed today they would be able to tell that I was raised on a farm and that I am Canadian. This is because a) I have a magazine rack in my bathroom and b) in that rack are copies of Macleans magazine and a Margaret Atwood novel.
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