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Wednesday, January 4, 2012

My name is Jim Goose and Everything is Going to be OK

Rya has spent most of our current movie, Mad Max, saying my name over and over again with either nothing to say when I respond or some sort speaking-in-tongues dialogue. My brain feels somewhat like this now:


"Hey fella, stop! What a turkey. Hey fella, you're a turkey, y'know that?" ―Goose Jim

posted by Casey Dorrell at 7:40 PM

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