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When I was small, my family visited friends in the country, for a week. My brother and I had to sleep in an attic room, conveniently placed above a room where a host of these stupid clocks were mounted. We lay there--unable to sleep due to the clicking and ticking and chiming--and tried to scare each other with stories of the wooden birds coming alive in the night, trying to burrow through the ceiling and fly into our ears and eat our brains and then use our skulls for their new cuckoo homes. On the third night, a bat flew into our room through a tiny window we had left open for ventilation. My brother and I screamed and screamed, convinced the cuckoos had broken free and had come to actually get us.
I love this shirt.
(Edit: I'm red! I'm red! This shirt has pushed me into the red!!! I am well on my way to being better than everyone else!)
I come with a dream in my eyes tonight
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In for one, even though my budget just started screaming at me not to. This is fantastic work, dude! It shall be worn with a big coo-coo grin on my face.
Also, I'm diggin' the new "Quality Post" counter, WOOT. Grandiose idea!
--- Life is a dream for the wise, a game for the fool, a comedy for the rich, a tragedy for the poor.