here we come, right back where we started from.

we laugh indoors..

swimming in the sea.

everything looks perfect from far away.

they realized there was a hole in the boat...

cream cheese and garlic.

talk to the neighbours and tip my hat;

prairie, prairie, prairie.

somewhere in alberta.

for the record, that carrot was rotten.

um,

frame by frame.

this is how attila the hun died.

tiny head, big computer.

wait up for me.