Im coming after work!
In other news...
Saturday evenings report.
Ripsy, Mochalatte, Grampypants, and Bossybritches congregated in the perkin lot while avoiding the merkin warehouse, only to end up dancing with the dead, and drinking jet fuel to the beat of a broken heart. Some discussion was had of construction paper penises and popsicle sticks for a lovely lawn decor. The finale consisted of busted guts to the tune of two dollars in quarters.
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Unexplored glimmering in the rough How does a diamond hide?
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