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Published: 2011-02-04 10:28:08 +0000 UTC; Views: 888; Favourites: 27; Downloads: 37
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He goes forth because he has so much to give. Drawn in the break room at work. I haven't been doing enough object surrealism.Related content
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Yes, that spray bottle is like Bette Middler in The Rose
Thanks for looking through my uneven museum
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I'll continue as I get time.
Pray tell the Bette Midler reference...didn't see that movie ( yet)
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Oh, I'm referencing the film's tagline "She gave and she gave until she had nothing left to give"
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Poor Bette.she could recycle her plastic parts into some wonderful....park bench. Keep on giving. Β Er, what is that ? I like it but no. No, it doesn't remotely fit the bench scenario.
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Maybe that fellow sat on the bench and then afterwards
found out what it was
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Hee bee sinkkin in dee wadder !
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Heem so very skared !Β
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Β Fish food now, heem.
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He will be remembered
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Do you think he kind of....pixilated into oblivion ?
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-o o o- i dunno where they go when they... perish.
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Sorry Leo but that's really funny somehow. Thank you for that simple but persuasive laugh. Perish.
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Always good to keep track of this stuff
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Here, must confess I am a lying liar. Don't keep track. Made up numbers always more fun. Ha !
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Better lookout that your pants don't burn up! -o O o-
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Shit, that's happening right.....NAAAAAOOOOWWWWAAARRRGGGG!
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Quick, get in the shower!
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Hmmm cold water, perhaps?
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Ran out into the snow. Ok now.
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Oh dear, snow and everything > o >
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S'okay. Protects the garden, will raise water tables.Β
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Just so long as you don't get stuck in it
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try to have a small shovel in the car- for snow in winter, and to move bigger snapping turtles off the road in summer.
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You must suffer turtle attacks? -o O o-
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they sun themselves on the warm tarmac, or lumber way too slowly across....people are nimrods and don't even see them......a turtle ( you probably know this) doesn't die quickly when hit by a car. It's awful. So I move em when I can.
But I don't go to parties precisely because of turtle attacks, a social nightmare.
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Eeeep poor things. Sounds like that could get messy.
I nearly cry when I see a raccoon or possum that's
been hit by a car.
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Seems a pointless death....
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Yeah, poor critters. I'm told raccoons bury their dead
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I'm thinking, luminaries, sad dirges, maybe a kind of Indian burial, above ground.
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Now I'm imagining a bunch of raccoons having an Irish wake
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Raise a glass of....what, what might they quench their raccoon thirsts upon ?Β
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Ooo they seem to like all the same foods we do, they might
even enjoy some whiskey 
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They remind me of little dogs actually, somehow. Erroneously, but anyway.
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They are social like dogs, and they have thumbs and
steal stuff like us 
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Since we began talking about them, I keep getting a mental image of those remarkable hands washing something the way they do. Sort of a plainspoken practicality Β about it,and they could hold a whiskey glass....Like you speculated.
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Hehe I can picture one holding its glass in both paws
and taking a sip 
libation ^^
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You, my friend, are correct.
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Thanks very much for coloring ^^
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