I just really, really have to pee.
I like to think I’m like my mom’s two-week old lasagna: colorful, cheesy, and full of surprises.
Things I like: chub, raw fish, bright colors, playing pretend.
Things I dislike: living up to expectations, the word “crotch,” certain shades of blue.
Things that make me laugh: putrid aromas, angry old people, well-crafted impropriety.
Things I don’t do enough of: pranks, sleep, giving up.
Fears: hurting others, snug mittens, being spanked by the person behind me on the stairs.
You look like you’re straining… Relax, relief is just a moment away…..
My dearest of Malindas:
Sorry to put an awkward comment on your blog here, but I deleted my Facebook.
And then promptly forgot to tell you a good way to keep in contact with me.
So, by Skype I am Astrovore and by way of email I am Astrovore@gmail.com.
You can delete this upon reading if you are so inclined.
HUGS AND NOOMS!
O, this comment remains forever
Yes, yes, many the thanks for contact info!
And wil require addy soon (next week, if all goes according to plan) for mailage of tampon-instruction flower. (Are you adverse to foreign languages on the flower?)
I don’t mind other languages at all.