Why it is not always the most ingenious of ideas to be an impatient driver on Indian roads.
posted by Elefantasia at
10:36 AM
Monday, March 27, 2006
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Borne, like a vapor, on the summer air; I see her tripping where the bright streams play, Happy as the daisies that dance on her way. Many were the wild notes her merry voice would pour, Many were the blithe birds that warbled them o'er:
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2 Comments:
Did you make this? And the other ones? The shoes I have seen. They're extremely cool!
-Dev
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Anonymous, at 9:28 PM
Thank you. Ya, I made most of them. The cartoons are all definitely mine, at least:)
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Elefantasia, at 11:41 AM
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