Tom Ramcigam (magicmarmot) wrote,
Tom Ramcigam
magicmarmot

More spammetry:
She stared at him, that furious black gaze, and must have seen the truth in his face, because after a moment she slung him contemptuously back in the chair.
A mound of lime Jell-O covered with a crack-glaze of dried whipped cream stood on top of the TV next to a two-liter plastic bottle of Pepsi and a gravy-boat. Getting into the chair didn't hurt as much as he had feared, and that was good, because previous experience had shown him that he would hurt plenty afterward.


The cough syrup and the decongestants have intermixed to put me in a state of grogginess which I cannot escape by attempting to sleep.

Je te pouf.
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