Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Sawdust

A few moments ago, a friend of mine just sawed off my head using a pencil, cut off my brain so that all I could do is feel, hanged me upside down in a tree so that my head rested precisely on top of an eagle's nest, had the little eagles nibble on my nose, had the big eagle attack me, took me down, plucked off all my hair one by one, gouged at my eyes, et cetera, et cetera, glued back the strands of hair, returned my brain and stapled my head together, in order to understand what's really happening in this world.

And then another friend of mine did all of those in reverse order, so that the first paragraph of things Friend No.1 did, were puked out. And now I'm dizzy and back to square one.

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