If I were a duck in a park, I’d be really aggressive, quacking extra loud and preening my feathers vigorously in hopes of getting extra bread. Because mmmmmmmmmm, bread. I never believed in parallelograms until I realized I lived in one and it burned down.
Deep Thoughts total copy
Deep Thoughts total copy
Deep Thoughts total copy
If I were a duck in a park, I’d be really aggressive, quacking extra loud and preening my feathers vigorously in hopes of getting extra bread. Because mmmmmmmmmm, bread. I never believed in parallelograms until I realized I lived in one and it burned down.