One of those nights...
You know what it's like when a cyclops throws a cocktail party for giants, and the only reason they ignore you is that you're so small? How you stare up into those grotesquely exaggerated faces and shudder?
And you know how you walk down to the swimming pool, and find that it is full of sad children's ghosts, all gauzy and pale? And then do you know how you convince them to form a huge composite ghost, one that rises from the pool and devours the assembled guests?
I don't either, but I sure dreamed about it last night.
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And you know how you walk down to the swimming pool, and find that it is full of sad children's ghosts, all gauzy and pale? And then do you know how you convince them to form a huge composite ghost, one that rises from the pool and devours the assembled guests?
I don't either, but I sure dreamed about it last night.
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