Ptarmigan

a grouse with completely feathered feet

10/02/2002

This just in!

Evening never never wants me to talk about her ever again. After she left she cooked me something with garlic but she never showed me what it was. It was only described on the telephone. She never wants me to mention her name again. She has black hair.

Fuck, imagine that.

For I am only a poor bird.

Also, she likes the old whiskey, if you know what I mean.

ANECDOTE COMPLETE!

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