Tripping down by a cold river high, I did spy this, a other worldly fly, eyes big like oranges in its rather large head,perched upon another head...dead, a trout indeed. As I Gazed in a olfactory daze it prepared to feed with a lustful smelly greed! I snuk’ my camera up to shoot the little stinky steed, me satifing my eerie and sometimes perved artistic need…….... Peace to all in 2008
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donald laube 16 Jan 2008
FEEDS BUGS TOTabitha Borges 03 Jan 2008
oh it great.. but not yum..lol..