Wednesday, August 24, 2005

nut buster

Ever wondered what you’d be called if you were a prison bitch? Well wonder no more.

I’m Nut Buster.


Makes me think of a giant badass squirrel. I know that’s not how they meant it but for once my mind is out of the gutter. Squirrels ARE creepy you know. I’ve always had a thing about them. I was attacked while in Florida’s
Bok Tower Gardens. No seriously. Sure I scoffed when the pamphlet said to ‘beware the squirrels’. Sure I thought it was cute when they started following us through the hedge maze. Sure I was amazed when they came and sat right next to me on the bench….but then…..

I can’t go on.

Let’s just say that day opened my eyes. And wounds that may never really heal. Sniff.

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The above account is an entirely true story. You can even ask me mum.

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