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Quotei saw you grabbing away with your mealy little hands at that restaurant downtown. in my mind i was wearing a shiny suit, and i wiggled around, squirming hither and thither, screaming and yelling. horrible words i shrieked.
your bits got in a bungle, and a'bungling the wiggly bits did go, i'll tell you what.
when you squirted past i caught a wafting scent of broken yolks, your hair like a horrible thing moved past and partly into my nostrils. in my nightmares still i recoil.
i wish to cook you a dinner of eggs and hair and fingernails, and together we can vibrate like old-time cell-phones. but oily. and soapy. we will jiggle with both oil and soap.
jiggle jiggle said the wiggler, for time stops when not properly oiled.
Semantics die when angels cry.
bump
good bump tec, let's fucking go!!!!