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Her blonde hair. It was all my eyes decided

  • Her blonde hair. It was all my eyes decided to look at, despite thousands of other things in the restaurant.
  • She walks up to me and says hi. I tilt my head to the side and take in her features. She didn't look real. She was perfect.
  • Well, except for the eyestalks, but that's neither here nor there. I took her to dinner, but tragedy struck when I found her body doesn't react well to salt.
  • Thinking fast, I threw my glass of water into her face. Her eyestalks gazed up at me with appreciation. "You saved my life!" she murmured. "Stay away from the nachos next time, " I
  • gave her my unsolicited opinion, to which she gave me a feigned nod of gratitude. In crustacean society, displaying self-importance is the quickest way to a pot of boiling water.
  • Now, you might be the kind of crustacean that is all into that pot of boiling water lifestyle; more power to you. I and most of my crustacean kind are really not into that scene.
  • We even take our showers cold. We LIVED for the ice bucket challenge. Whenever I see a pot of boiling water I try to walk away, but I can only walk sideways.
  • I take a different stance; a different perspective. The boiling water undulates and draws me to it, yet I can only step to the side. A bubble pops. A world is born.
  • Then Henry enters. “Why in hell are you watching bubbles pop in boiling water?” he asks incredulously. “Go weed the garden, dumb ass!” Christ, was I pissed! I picked up the pot of
  • boiling water and carried it with me into the garden. You're the only ones who understand me I whispered to the angry bubbles as the asteroid slowly approached.
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2015-11-13 12:23:18
Finished
2020-05-26 14:28:37

1 Comments

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    Woab May 28 2020 @ 15:15

    Somebody get the lemons and butter!

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