The 28th Day
Too have a pet Squiggle, that is what I wish for this Christmas. They live in your tummy so you can take them with you whenever, wherever you go. Oh, they are such delights you know.
The Rocket Sits With Pinstripe Wings.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 11:15 am
5 Comments:
Hey, so when do i make my next debut. Luv u know who
I think it shan't be til next week. But maybe I can fit you in earlier. I have a tormented waiting area close by. You can spend glorious days in purgatory awaiting your own arival, if you wish. I think I know of you who are, yes. Night night then.
There will be 5 days till the world will feel the wrath of the undone sentences that flow past the longest breath. And I have not forgotten our deal. The face walk shall be yours. Are you prepared?
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