Whiteout
No, it's not a reference to the product (which I normally don't use. If I need to correct something I just use white acrylic) or to the comic (which I've heard is really good, but I've never got around to reading it). Nope, today's title refers to the nice snow we got last night. That's right, it was 75 or so last Monday, and today we get snow. Spring in Illinois, gotta love it. Everything looks like a Bob Ross Snowscape. Say what you will about that Afro-wearing Hippie Wierdo, he only knew how to do one thing, but he sure as shootin' did it well.
In other whatevers, in my dream last night, I killed a TigerMan with my bare hands. It's not the sound of a mancreature's neck snapping that will freak you out. It's the feeling of the bones breaking that will haunt you.
In other whatevers, in my dream last night, I killed a TigerMan with my bare hands. It's not the sound of a mancreature's neck snapping that will freak you out. It's the feeling of the bones breaking that will haunt you.
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There's a fracture on the inside bone of your thumb that Kings' men used to get from breaking bunnies necks against the ground for varying reasons. Hurting others can hurt. Incidentally, snow skiers can get the same injury from their poles, but you can't get it from masterbation.
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