Evonka's Secret World for Monday, May 31, 2004

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Monday, May 31, 2004

The cowboy has arrived, with feathers in his hair

The cowboy has landed with mud between his toes, and feathers in his hair, right on top of the chicken coop, and there he sits crowing about his accomplishments to the hens below. This is how men pursue women in Canada. Well I’ll be dammed. No wonder the vast space surrounding him is occupied... Sign in to see full entry.

Max is sowing wild oats

Oh sweet conquistador of the soul, where art thou? Cockered boy, do not peter out on me in phallic bonhomie, for as you rise to empathize the nightingale doth sing, which yet leaves time for lusty-thrusted spirited activity, by thine uplifted night bird fully...cocked...in wanton caroling. Flaccid... Sign in to see full entry.

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