
Every time I look at the fence in my backyard, I see more things hiding there. This duck-billed alien thought he could escape my notice.

Every time I look at the fence in my backyard, I see more things hiding there. This duck-billed alien thought he could escape my notice.


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Either your fence is demonically possessed, or decades of living among the pot-smoking Grateful Dead-heads in the Bay Area have finally caught up with you. Regardless, keep rocking, brother!
It could go either way…