Monday, August 18, 2008

Aug 7, 2008

This candybar foil wrapper danced around my front yard in a bevy of unchoreographed circles for hours before I finally snapped its picture. It really appeared to be going out of its way to capture my attention. “Over here!” it desperately wanted to yell, but couldn’t because candybar wrappers don’t have mouths and even if they did, candybars can’t talk. Although, they do often scream my name when I see them. Gasp! Perhaps candybars are able to communicate without speaking. By golly they’re able to put thoughts and wants into our minds against our will! Damn them…damn them. Baby Ruth. I use to love this candybar, but I haven’t had one in a very long time. For some reason, I feel like watching Caddyshack. “It’s no big deal.”

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