…with rocks.
(They’re easier to carry.)
…maybe we’re all alien robots.
…and, by the time it got there,
you already had malomars and
sparkly vampires.
…Love didn’t stand a chance.
…you’ll be dead.
…unless they are also tigers.
Rawrr.
Be selective in your Beatles,
sometimes John is better than Paul.
My Silence
is just two
words fo
total disappointment
in your counting skills.
“It’s your turn to do the dishes.”