|
Drunken Treefrog
Last Tuesday I came home late from work and my suspicions were confirmed, it's not me drinking all the absinthe... it's the treefrog. I'm not sure how he got in but evidently he's been in the house for the past few months. He stumbled around a bit before I finally scooped him up and released him outside.
http://img78.photobucket.com/albums/...Frogsinthe.jpg
__________________
And all the rooms, they smell like diesel
And you take on the dreams of the ones who have slept there
And I'm lost in the window
and I hide in the stairway
and I hang in the curtain
and I sleep in your hat
|
Threaded Mode