Saturday August 22, 2009 at 15:07
(via peyotecoyote)
i had a nightmare last night in which an ostrich was shot by the secret agent who was protecting me. instead of just leaving it in the bushes, he dragged it into the garage of the house we were squatting in. i think the plan may have been to cook and eat it later that evening. it was absolutely as fucked up as it sounds.
