There is no turning back. There is the big bird with the egg, and it is green. No more. This is where you put the quarter. Hear the clink, OK. Top business. OK. This man here, he goes, Ay-yi-yi-yi-yiiiiii. All night with the Jay Bird, oh God. Now, your shoe- too big. This bird, he no care. It is…….probably fifteen. But he say, you can not go here, this is for the men! They are strong, big dreams. Never enough. Next year, only two weddings. No more. This, this mess, at end what is for me? This ghost? He gone. No more purple.


Chris Weagel

Chris Weagel writes about the intersection of technology and parenting for Wired Magazine. No he doesn't. He can't stand that shit.

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