* One that will hold me close and never let go.
* One that will cheer for the Washington Redskins, but tell his friends it's "ironic cheering."
* One that tells me the ancient secret pancake recipe of the Navajo (Maybe involves corn? Doesn't sound right...)
* One that gives me only one green zero on the roulette wheel (much better odds!)
* One that patronises me endlessly, cause god knows I don't get any of that from the Europeans.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
The type of Indian Chief I need
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Clown vs. Wolf is an exploration on why, when a clown and wolf fight, it is always the wolf that wins.
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