Tuesday, February 12, 2008

The end of 2007

He let his waters down. It was an age of fat men but he let his waters down. Eventually the icecaps melted and the extent of his plan became clear. He meant to enslave the polar bears. He caught one and rode it down the street. He put a piece of ice on the end of a stick and held it in front of the bear's face as he rode. They went to a cinema and saw The Golden Compass. The bear wept.

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