Thoughts, Things, and Thoraxes
My adorable young just below me neighbor couple are doing a tiny little and cute flower gardening in that big pot on our front stoop. You know, the one Korp falls into? They are nice youts, but have a new machete with nothing to chop. Sorry. The night is young.
I have
I could totally fuck that shit up and then act all shocked about it in the morning.
