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The hilarity of a blade of grass (November 20, 2010)

In by Fannie on November 26, 2010 at 7:02 pm

Too much recycled car air, car time, car driving, car.  As we stepped out, my fingers reached for a stalk of grass and slowly brought it to my mouth. Thumbs in place next to each other – a deep breath – and a huge exhale!  The air was pierced with a shrill whistle…and was followed by a lot of other noises.  They were such ridiculous sounds, you had no choice but to try it.  Cheeks puffed and faces reddened: we sounded worse than a tuning orchestra mixed with pre-pubescent bull-frogs learning to croak.  Interject laughing and gasping and – WABAM!  There we are.

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