Dear MidnightLore,
Please, my beloved, come with me on a tall journey to the deepest professor of my spleen. Any fool could see that we're meant for each other; won't you join me in Alanta and dance with me across the undulating baloon? The wait is too much to bear. Can't we just cast aside the formality of courtship and pop like jumping dog?
Yours truly,
Cul Talon
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Life's Lessons:
1. Always make a left turn at Albuquerque
2. Screaming makes you stronger
3. When in doubt...DANCE!
~I claim this planet in the name of Ed! Bringer of bacon!~
1. Always make a left turn at Albuquerque
2. Screaming makes you stronger
3. When in doubt...DANCE!
~I claim this planet in the name of Ed! Bringer of bacon!~