... a lost dog poster I found on a lightpole in Chandler, Arizona in March. It struck my eye so much that I made my wife pull over so that I could yank it off the pole and take it home with me. There's something about it that makes me love it so much.
Harry Potter with big fat mexican moustache.
My massive portrait of Stephen King, taken from the walls of a Barnes and Noble, that currently takes up most of the wall behind my computer despite the fact that I do not particularly like him or his books.
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All I can think is: What if the people never found their dog because you took the sign the person who found it would have seen.
No guilt trip inteded, I'm just kind of freaked out by that.
thanks.
i'll just go and kill myself now
It's OK, Jess. That dog was a rapist.
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