Mothra waits outside my front door at night. This beast could feast at
a big and tall store and still not reach it's fill. I wanted to catch
it but I feared that it would bat me with on of it's massive wings and
knock me out and take me as prey to it's mutant insect peers as on
offering of bro-nessery.

2 comments:
sometimes i wonder if your whole straightedge thing is a cover and you're really a huge drug addict. lol..
no, actually this is how i have fun without drugs... now imagine being on them and doing this.
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