Tuesday, August 04, 2009

Gotta Dance....Gotta Dance....


ROTF.
Thud.
Ciao,
Aunty Pol

1 comment:

  1. My mom did that with chickens when I was little ... for some reason it really disturbed me at about five. I have a very weird memory of her making a chicken dance in the kitchen of a particular house, and the sound of my own upset scream in my ears. Why did a dancing chicken terrify me? Who the hell knows.

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