Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Dark jokes-Tiny bird

I woke up early one morning. The earth lay cool and still. When suddenly a tiny bird perched on my window sill.

It sang a song so lovely so carefree and so gay that slowly all my troubles began to slip away. It sang of far off places of happiness and fun It seemed its very trilling brought up the morning sun.

I stirred beneath the covers crept slowly out of bed then gently shut the window and crushed his f*cking head. I'm not a morning person!

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