Letters from Afar

by Mark Zaugg 12. October 2009 21:50

"I had a dream last night that I had a brick house and you were in the basement inventing weird stuff. 

"We were wearing accordions and lederhosen that were festooned with croquet mallets.  Had to play the accordion and kick legs out to make the mallet heads hit a large rubber ball back and forth. 

"I don't think it was polka music."

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