I know he's only 4, but if he's gonna make stuff up then so am I, 2/2/09
"A ghost bit my finger," he said
Trying not to go to bed
"That can't be," I replied
Guiding him back inside
"When ghosts bite you, they go for the head."
Eve of destruction, 12/8/09
Tomorrow I turn 41. What to do once these limericks are done? Will my idle hands seek Out some evil unspeak- able once this new freedom's begun?
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