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Run away, little girl!



Case in point: the leech (seen here struttin’ at yet another village fête).

We have a sort of moat-slash-drainage ditch out the back that may or may not have leeches in. Exciting leeches. Leeches that would guarantee a raftload of excitable government leechophiles descend on us like a ton of unwashed hippie.

You know what else the prospect of leeches in our ditch guarantees? That I personally never, ever, ever, ever, EVER set foot in that fucking ditch.

So help me, that one scene in African Queen. With the leeches. 





sock it to me

July 30, 2009 — 6:10 pm
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