meant to say
that today i found myself talking, in full voice, perfectly reasonable and
calm, to a squirrel. if i learn to talk to animals can i carry on better
with humans? or does it reduce the human component to mush? you should
have seen the way that little beast was looking at me. we talked for
several minutes on a barbed-wire-lined stretch of road in a particularly
asshole part of Queens. i do not particularly like squirrels. i consider
them glorified rodents. but this seemed like a quizzical beast, capable
of understanding. then i wrapped some duct tape around him so he
wouldn’t explode when i fucked him in the ass. haha, ok, that’s an old,
old joke
