2006-10-18 - 4:45 p.m.
There once was a werewolf named Strawberry
Who trotted about the land
And what he couldn't dissect with his mind-thoughts
He'd thrash to pieces with hand
Then one day our werewolf left us
To whence he went we neigh not know
But like Strawberry Quik we need him
To mix in with our milk and go
...okay. Enough of that. I miss my blog. I'm back.Yay!
