It's not Bubonic
Plauge, Plauge, go away,
Come back another day,
...you know what, don't come back, just leave....now.
Sickness...Why do we get sick? I think that's a name of one of Wendy's books; I'll have to look.
It all began one dark and stormy night...actually it started Sunday evening just before dusk at Fred Meyer. Just a twinge then, you understand. But now, now I believe I may be incubating an alien being inside me. I'm just waiting for it to explode from my abdomen. But atleast until then I can watch Wendy play WoW... In my final moments, even then, she says, "I just want to check my auctions!"-hehe, she may kill me for that. At least the sickness will end then. I wonder if ghosts get sick. Oh well, if i die, atleast i will know where my corpse is so i don't have to spirit-res.
It's strange, all my thoughts seem to go back to the movie, THE PEANUTBUTTER SOLUTION. Strange, I haven't even seen that movie in years....
My that's a lot of elipsessesis...
Come back another day,
...you know what, don't come back, just leave....now.
Sickness...Why do we get sick? I think that's a name of one of Wendy's books; I'll have to look.
It all began one dark and stormy night...actually it started Sunday evening just before dusk at Fred Meyer. Just a twinge then, you understand. But now, now I believe I may be incubating an alien being inside me. I'm just waiting for it to explode from my abdomen. But atleast until then I can watch Wendy play WoW... In my final moments, even then, she says, "I just want to check my auctions!"-hehe, she may kill me for that. At least the sickness will end then. I wonder if ghosts get sick. Oh well, if i die, atleast i will know where my corpse is so i don't have to spirit-res.
It's strange, all my thoughts seem to go back to the movie, THE PEANUTBUTTER SOLUTION. Strange, I haven't even seen that movie in years....
My that's a lot of elipsessesis...