You, and me, and Slurk, in our two-story brick house in Shepards. Writing books, wrangling dinosaurs, making kick-ass dancing music, spliced with kick-ass and bratty punkdrunk lovesick acoustic singalongs.
haha. i am pretty sure the mother will have one of those costumes in her collection, how hard can high heels be anyway? just gotta get the falsetto down. i only just realised grinning mouths is that pretentious atomic wanker, i never cared to check.
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sometimes like a punch in the ovaries.
hope you're floating on alright, missing you around the place. i am going to go make a chicken sandwich. later drinnnnster.
my internet is a jew, i probably sent this twice.
You, and me, and Slurk, in our two-story brick house in Shepards. Writing books, wrangling dinosaurs, making kick-ass dancing music, spliced with kick-ass and bratty punkdrunk lovesick acoustic singalongs.
It's all worth reaching for.
I love you guys.
Let's go looking for
houses tomorrow? :]]
Slurk can be the Housekeeper. We've gotta pick him up a French housekeeping outfit before anything else, muahaha!
Don't forget the black high-heels, too.
He can borrow my heels, if
he can walk in them.
The costume he'll have to supply
himself since I don't own one of those.
:]
haha. i am pretty sure the mother will have one of those costumes in her collection, how hard can high heels be anyway? just gotta get the falsetto down. i only just realised grinning mouths is that pretentious atomic wanker, i never cared to check.
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