I found it boring and it's right before bed. I need my head checked.

I'm serious when I claim that you'll regret it if you follow this link. It's rather special, actually. The most precious bit was that I was listening to Carmen Miranda singing Chicka Boom Chick when it began playing. It almost synched.

I'm torn between wishing dearly that this sort of thing tweaked even a tiny bit of revulsion and wondering with slight trepidation what will finally break the bar the eels set for me, cause, yeah - if dead octopus don't tweak me, my blood is turning to jade.



Still like me?