Knickers.

Courtesy of Jean.
Temasek Polytechnic, school of Business.
Diploma in Retail Management.

I speak my own words like phases of the baked moon. I live my own life like thunders of the monstrous storms.


Thursday, May 27, 2010

Peanut in my nostril.

TRAP AHEAD!
AAAHHH, NOOOOO! AVOID IT!
TOO LATE! I'M TRAPPED! AAAHHHHH!
FUCK THIS HOLY SHIT! I'LL GET HELP! HANG IN THERE!
HOLD UP! THERE IS ONLY ONE OF US! HOW CAN YOU GET HELP?
I.. I AM RIGHT HERE!
YES, YOU ARE. RIGHT IN THE TRAP!
NO, I'M MOST DEFINITELY NOT!
YES, YOU ARE.
I'LL GET HELP!
NOOOOOOOOOO!

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