Christ, such a dork. Beneath the yawning, all leaf and stem - memory device protruding from a secret compartment under, like, 1/2 an inch of flesh.
I've only seen it once, during a hallucination.
I had a fever and they held me down. Step one, carefully remove birthstone earrings, and step two, implantation. Silver disk that taunts the shoal. I meant to say haunts the soul. Anyway
I'm getting in too deep, and you really are such a dork, skipping down the sidewalk, captain of your very own ship Don't-Give-Two-*****. And
maybe we will picket this fence, explain that it's not the one being poisoned, that this is literature and this is artLol, and fence, either you're a dum dum squeegee-ing water from your windshield or you're one of us bear cubs in high heeled christmas trees -
Idk. Pls, give me something good to dream, sunspotter.
See, if I stack these two sponges on top of each other and then squish them, I can make the tahquamenon falls.