De' fliengde Vuogtlänn'r

Observations, rants, etc. from a guy who really gets around.


My Dream Girl

It was like at first sight

It was magical. We sat by the stream under the rainbow and held hands while the unicorns danced.

Butterflies fluttered by as the frog king croaked and was buried by his loyal subjects.

Her eyes were like limpid pools with no lifeguard on duty. She leaned in toward me and said "Jahn...

And then the damn alarm clock went off.

Strange Days indeed. -)


At 00:48, Blogger Lucy Stern said...

I knew something wasn't right when you mentioned, "Unicorns dancing by"......


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