discolé monade

uses the local and mostly vacant mall as his personal track and field practice arena.

there's.....something there.

taste the almost rainbow. this is now bordering creepy stalker mode.

hello pretty colors....those are bracelet colors.

lb, lb, g

buddy.....lb, db, dg, db, lb, dg

dk g, dk b, buddy, lt g, lt b.

almost a pattern. : / should have been b, r, b, p, B, y... but no.

has been practicing non stop for days, to become the next gallagher, insisting adding his own flare by using vidella onions.

so, when the name list forms 'patterns' i giggle. this morning, it's xmas

crowded bathroom. waiting for stall. open door, and the odor of a thousand tainted taints come oozing through the mist. i come prepared, with 'poop spray' always and forever. if i know i'm out shopping for a bit, there's always 'i have to be bitch' in me, that always has to pee. woman are of the funkiest, nastiest animals on the planet. some women's bathroom, are war zones.

currently profiting from a line of cement shoes he crafted a few years back.

whelp.... Italy’s famous ‘Lovers’ Arch’ collapses on Valentine’s Day these boards may have something to do with the timeline jump after all.

is bringing back polyester leisure suits and butterfly collars.

is currently planning a grand quest to become a 'johnny appleseed' fan boi, except with asparagus.

for you know who. *blush*

will neither confirm nor deny that he apprenticed under bansky.

^that pesky rule #34

loves telling everyone he has bette davis eyes. in sing-song.