Now That I’m Dead, I Totally Understand Your 1-Star Reviews of My Poorly-Managed Graveyard
I’m dead (claw machine accident, I’m sure it was in the papers) and now that I’ve spent enough time floating around, I’m ready to respond.
I am struggling to write things and take care of two cats at the same time. It's not going great. The cats are fine but the struggling is less than ideal. Will talk about Gremlins 2: The New Batch if you want to.
I’m dead (claw machine accident, I’m sure it was in the papers) and now that I’ve spent enough time floating around, I’m ready to respond.
Presidents are coming along nicely. I watched as a tiny Grover Cleveland push, push, pushed his way out of a synthetic eggshell.
The goal is to attract deranged perverts and I just thought that maybe I could attract a higher class of horny weirdos, someone I could vibe with.