My Diary: Half Eaten Line

I was out on the plain of long dead ancestors early in the day‭; ‬the sun was a partially eaten sandwich.‭ ‬I worked in the foyer of the Tower of Babylon until lunch time when I went home to whittle wood until the werewolves knocked on the door in the evening.‭ ‬I was then the wolfman and went to the nearest Masonic lodge to learn line dancing.

Half Eaten Line

Half Eaten Line

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