My brain is a strange and wonderful place. Yesterday afternoon, for no reason at all, a word popped into my brain and I could not get it out. That word was yurt. Over and over again, I repeated that word. Yurt. Yurt. Yurt. I finally decided that it was the best word ever. I also decided that I would like to stay in a yurt one day. Yurts are awesome.
Today there is a song in my head:
I like to eat, eat, eat ohpples and banonos!
Not sure why, but ohpples and banonos is my favourite one. I like it even more than ooooples and banooonooos.
What was I talking about? Lunch? Nevermind.
1 comment:
I have a friend who was contemplating yurt life. It's kind of like thug life, but with more dirt.
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