Dammit, I have those. Now I need to find enough beetles to fill it. Do you know how long that is going to take?

Nah things like this just come to me, kinda like intrusive thoughts, then they rattle around until I tell someone.

One of the few things I have morals about is that you do not fuck with peoples food.

Excuse me.

When I was a kid I went through the boxes that held all the family photos and threw away the ones of me, there is now very little physical evidence I existed at all up in till the mid 90s.

The way I avoided home work in the 80s was not do it and not care about the repercussion, though I did drop out at 16 and get my GED.

Go to church parking lots in early summer and put them in people’s back seats, you will have to take some zucchini out to make room though.