Day 157: Spherical Damnation
The end is nye my little fiends. How could you see the signs? When it was created i could see only horrible filth of demeaning grace. So i flicked the tube and went to bed. But this wobbles with such flexability and it shines with glee. I believe it is some kind of, most undoubtably, hideously unrighteous, filthy, DIRTY cheese! This form of plastic death, the devil itself could not have foreseen.
Repeating Shadows Move To Tease.
Repeating Shadows Move To Tease.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 9:53 am
2 Comments:
mmmmmmmmmmmmm cheese!!!!! I shall be devouring much of the stinkiness whence i return from the dreaded place of swans :)
Really amazing! Useful information. All the best.
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