Day 34
T’was a fairy in my garden. It sang all day and all night, such a wondrous, peaceful song. But there were times she was loud and shrill, so high pitched and out of tune. It shattered my glasses, giving me broken eye disease! So I knocked her on the head; before I decided to squish her beneath my feet.
Fairy's Rash Near Toadstool Leaves.
Fairy's Rash Near Toadstool Leaves.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 3:44 pm
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Dirty, pawn! I refuse to masterbate with or without your filthy presence. Like I want to do your group thing "together." How completely disgusting, not to mention immorral! You are the horny fly.
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