Perched on to of comfy couch, coffee
in hand and pissed at my bosses. Good way to start the morning. As long as
there is coffee in the world, things can't be that grim. Brothers Grimm, now
that’s good story telling. I wonder where I’ve hidden their books?
I'm exploring a world of memories, starting from last night,
as the stories jump again up and about my head. Fruitful thoughts will grow and
ripen and I'll collect them in baskets of novels as soon as their done,
exposing to the world their sweet, sweet flesh.
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