Day 299: The Crying Blob
I sincerely congratulate the fawned laughter of that indecent kindling. I speak, of course, of the one that matters least; yes, the hairy little gremlin savagely commenting on every possible post. Do not think it goes unnoticed by my prying eyes, for they are so privy; to this immaculate congression. Begone foul minion of the deepest depths. The tweens are not safe for you any longer. I will make it my duty in Scraping your graffiti-like homage off the very walls of perfection that line this oh-so divine page. Sitting will not make you worthy, no.
Pumpkin Wrapping For The Unborn Nappy.
Pumpkin Wrapping For The Unborn Nappy.
posted by A Twig-Like Hermit at 1:22 pm
3 Comments:
No I can't be bothered. Your unsavoury filth will simply have to stay and stain it's unperpetuaed self all the way across my pages membranes.
You are so ungratefully welcome.
why no update since august?? what gives?? oh, and...
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ewwww. i just went several updates back and now know what you mean about the incessant commenting. sheesh. i HATE that.
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