thursday

1- At the age of four with paper hats and wooden swords we’re all Generals. Only some of us never grow out of it. – Peter Ustinov

2- I walk so stiff
no one ever suspects the
serpentine of me.

3- new ice cream revealed;
the Justice Bar — no flavor,
just ice and Barr.

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