Day 124: A Sting For A Win
"Excuse me dear shadow, but I have a sting. It is happening in a private place and I must, for all the shiny golden cylinders, check it out, here in your view. But you are not the stop sign pole. I can not just flomp it out and trust you not to touch its velvety textures or its rough and tumbley mountains!" I gave them some evil stares. "If I do it, will you check for me...and be gentle?" But they did not reply. I said, with a hint of glee in my voice, a tear now forming in my right eye, "I will accept this and allow only you to see." So I slipped it out, right over the top. It was a fatty, the bone easily showing. My elbow was completely exposed. Oh it was so heavenly, but now it was being infiltrated and in decay by the torturous beast that raped my arm corner. A scorpion had felt it worthy to give me a kiss, I felt the tears emerging. I flicked that meecrob off my now tainted body before I died. And then I screamed! Don't worry, I am still alive, just barely an edge tipping ways off.
Total Upheaval Of The Unconscious Mine.
Total Upheaval Of The Unconscious Mine.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 6:40 pm
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It is now my morning routine to stop by and see how my lovely Tig-Like Hermit is each morning before i start my day.
Without you dear Hermit, my day would not be complete :)
Awe, isn't that just so sweet? Well is it? It's like squarking in the morning at the hideous monstrosity that lay there asleep and not out to get that fat little germ infested worm. No wait. it's the brick wall thing right? Oh, I am so terribly sorry for the confusion.... Please come again.
PS: The Anal Nymph Queen will reappear in the near future.
i'd be weary of anyone considering themself a nymph queen, that might consider themselves an ANAL nymph queen. i find that very scary and i now need to go wash my hands. ickity.
It is a character Jane. I am normal.
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