Friday, 20 July 2012

Armageddon Comet

Fs: Its lonely with me and a dog in an art gallery Frio: Phewwww Phewwwww Fs: Yeah,
you sleep....like the rest of the planet.....Whatever happens the future will be crayoned in....
and like crayons it can't be rubbed out. Frio: Herrr woof Fs: Yer, that's rite.
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