Tuesday, April 19, 2005
The Pre-Honey Moon. Shortly after our hearty breffis, we trapped the Notorious B.I.G. in a bear trap. Apparently he "just wanted to be left alone" after all these years. So he's been living in the Canadian Rockies, sustaining on berries and nuts the squirrels drop. He looks good. I felt bad about his leg. So I gave him a piece of gum and we moved on.
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