since i was to become a godmother quite early on sunday i stuck to non-alcoholic beverages after the dinner at the wedding. my friends however were enjoying their champagne at the same speed i was pouring water down my throat, which led up to a very interesting bus ride home… at one point i saw an elk standing behind the elk fence and i pointed out the window and said “look, it’s staring at you” (trying to insinuate that the dwarf porn – charades were a bit mad.) 36 hours later i still don’t know what to think of the answer i immediately received.
well, you would also stare if you were standing on the porch of gerby, chewing on asparagus with bechamel sauce, and a fat gypsy in knickers ran past you.
yes. i would stare.