Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Answer

I finally get it!

A circus. The host comes out and calls the next performance:
-Ladies and Gentelmen, and now... long waited for... Talking Horse!
Drums. The ray of light on the ceiling. The horse is lifted high above, to the very top. The drums stop, and the drapes rip open.
The horse hits the floor with all its weight.
Silence.
In a minute it starts to move, trying to get up and says: "When am I fucking gonna die..."



That's it.
That's me bloggin.

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