Sunday, September 11, 2011

Thousand: Four Hundred Ninety-Eight

a stake through your heart right here, rightful resident of the pond or no. And who’s to say you’ve a right to a dip in the king’s pond? Just cuz yer a frog? Suppose I was a, what, a alligator or a crocodile or something. The king’d be in his rights to hunt me right down and turn me in a handbag. Or cowboy boots. Or whatever. So don’t go thinking just cuz you’ve been living here since you was a tadpole, don’t go thinking that makes you entitled to proposition the princess. Even if was born yesterday I’d still

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