The ancient theatre shuddered and rotted,

The ancient theatre shuddered and rotted, drapes ripped under their own weight. When the door to the lobby opened, I saw

several bumps on my upper arm that, on occasion, create a painful stinging sensation. Each is smooth Read more: Skin Forum - bumps and a painful stinging sensation. http://eh

thatsweird.seeaprofessional.com/bumps-and-a-painful-stinging-sensation-1. I was told by some posters there that I may be growing an evil twin, or a bunch of tiny ones. I rolled up

"That's great, but next time with more feeling." I saw Kool-Aid Man retreat to his trailer. He was one of the old boys, a real hard worker, but his repertoire was limited. I hoped

that some of his refreshing contents would spill out onto the world and make it a sweeter place. I hoped this FOR Kool-Aid Man, since I could tell by his dejected gait that he'd

lost his joie-de-vivre. No way he could go bursting through walls in this condition. It was none of my business, but I felt sorry for Kool-Aid Man, so I went up and asked

if he'd like a therapy session as I handed him my card. My clientele were all high profile corporate mascots: from Aunt Jemima to Snuggle, neurosis came with the job. Kool-Aid Man

suffered with mild depression, although I that wasn't to go beyond the walls of this room, if you know what I mean. You do know, right? Right?

"Right" I said. <with my fingers crossed behind my back>