Poetry and Hums

Poetry and Hums aren't things that you get, they're things that get you. And all you can do is go where they can find you." Winnie the Pooh

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

just a note

The ice cream truck just drove by my apartment playing "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer." In August.
Posted by Birdy at 7:49 PM

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