photos by me. captions by you.
This was his last step before the accident
I didn't think he'd do it either
I think there's room for one more in there
And yet, it's hardly what I'd been led to believe
Now there's something you can't do sober
It was suddenly all so clear
I never thought it would happen this way
We didn't think it would fit, but it did!
How could something so terrible as this happen in this world?
He marched around endlessly hoping to make a substantial contribution to analytical geometry
He had never wandered there before and possibly would not wander there again. But he hoped that the lessons he had learned there would help him to understand why his mother had locked him in the basement for 20 years
In spite of it all, he still insisted that rabbits could fly
Sometimes it's better to follow the psychic's advice