tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9512855.post116122616865643636..comments2007-04-16T07:02:20.205+09:30Andyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02561342802918403295noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9512855.post-1161671695621977722006-10-24T16:04:00.000+09:302006-10-24T16:04:00.000+09:30You should throw stuff around, I would very much like to see the outcome.<BR/>Maybe it's a sign ;)needollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05387227930186146188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9512855.post-1161261473807065912006-10-19T22:07:00.000+09:302006-10-19T22:07:00.000+09:30The Gilded cage hey?<BR/>I hate Zoos too. But that's mainly for the smell.<BR/><BR/>Birds are fucking awful animals. Don't envy them. They're evil. ;)Stephhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09486157834509821905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9512855.post-1161258815207610292006-10-19T21:23:00.000+09:302006-10-19T21:23:00.000+09:30You’re feeling trapped and you crave freedom. The birds may have been looking in with envy thinking you’ve got it made, to have shelter and a desk with a view. It’s all about perspective. Is the grass really greener, or is it just a bad day?ChickyBabehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12032859724317466072noreply@blogger.com