A Contingent of Kurths
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Fing-oh putt-it
I don't remember exactly what food this was, perhaps a pizza crust, judging by the orange around his mouth and on his fingertips. At any rate, he was announcing that it was a finger puppet. Or in Damonese, a "fing-oh putt-it."
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