Day 142: There It Lay
Why am I here, in such a place? Can you believe I have been napped? I say it with cheese in my breath, "Do get off my face!" How dare it lay there like it is as worthy as the skin. This strap has flopped forwards and it is resting on my cheek. "Please go torment the troll in the corner," I say, "It's got hungry, beady little eyes."
The BackWorm Is Dirty
The BackWorm Is Dirty
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 10:37 am
1 Comments:
Ok cool. Sorry, I can't seem to reach my site very quickly, it's strange lol. anyways, I will get there and replt asap ok :) March 15....Isn't that Richard's Birthday?? Why do I remember such usless things? Oh well.
Seeya
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