water wonderful fairing sea recovery infinite
- water wonderful fairing sea recovery infinite sadness
- cold lowering sky my laundry shivers two crows bickering
- in the barren trees the wind persists a black cat crosses my lawn it stares at me orange eyes a sheet tears free and covers the cat it flies away now the cat is in my kitchen star
- twinkles on the ceiling an all-seeing eye contemplating my baking gingerbread men burst forth from the oven howling and brandishing toothpicks I try to run but the cat attacks my
- sensibilities by offering herself to one of the gingerbread men. Outraged, I gobble him up, bringing out Poopoo's rebellious side. She meows nastily at me as I choke on a toothpick
- nao sei o que escrever aqui em cima... espero que não entendam portugûes. como os meus amigos brazukas dizem, kkkkkkkkkkkkk
- I had assumed it was not Portuguese because I do not understand Portuguese but I did understand this. Except the part about your friends saying kkkkkkkkkkkkk. Seems rude of them.
- It wasn't until I realized that your friends were being strangled that I understood why they were saying "kkkkkkkkkkkkk" and not speaking Portuguese. And it was I that did it!
- I had choked them to get them to stop kill the baby rabbits. They'd taken over the farm, these weasel friends of yours but NO MORE! They fled when I let them laughingly go. "Run,ru
- N, Rudolph" was the population's slogan during the 2040 campaign.
- Started
- 2017-04-08 13:27:03
- Finished
- 2017-05-20 20:34:29
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