Madrid is Melancholy

Madrid is Melancholy
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Monday, August 30

Army of Mine

Wish I had command of an army of mid-sized squirrels.

They would rabbit-kick the bad out of people to whom I wish an ill-fated and untimely demise.

This way, me hardy fools, I wouldn't have to dirty my smooth, white hands with their unclean blood.

And once those people were rabbit-kicked clean, I could put them to work caring for my Squirrel Army.

Or task them in service as ushers at the squirrel ballet -- a 21st century revisioning of The Nutcracker.

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