Amzing graffiti on the desk of my screenwriting class today:
“Time is just an abstract concept.”
then below…
“Pow! the poontang partyboy!”
then below that…
“little dragon.”
A philosopher, a sexual devient and a small child?
I don’t know what it means, but amazing all the same.
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