(stuff Richard mumbles when he's asleep)
"The bottom half of me is upstairs and the top half is downstairs. I told the middle we can get some fresh potatoes and make french fries. It's very complicated."
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4 comments:
Be afraid. Be very, very afraid.
Oh no potatoes?? LOL.. Ok sorry had to joke. I agree with Karen though. Be afraid of those french fries after a while.
He's got "pineapple-land" beat by a long shot!
The scariest part is, he often starts out such muttering by being perfectly coherent, like, "How are you doing?" or "My pillow's too warm." Then it gets freaky.
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