May 9th, 2005

sea witch


I'm sat here in front of the main computer, and my eyes keep getting drawn outside to the yard of the little slaughter house, which is at the back of the butchers on the main road... why? Cause it's fleese day, which means that a guy in a truck has come in his white overalls, rubber boots, and a big flatbed truck to pick up the fleeses, watching him load bloody wool, which was once worn my some very ex-sheep, makes me glad that I don't eat lamb or mutton, and woollen clothing makes me itch and brings me out in a rash.
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