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it's late and somehow gyri and sulci are superficially important to my life but, supposing they are parts of the brain like mr liem et al has espoused, mine are malfunctional, possibly keratinized.. so that when i die and my followers go to remove my scrambled organs through my nose they will find strange and gooey teeth where my grey matter should be and think "it all explains so much.."
the tooth fairy wouldn't even know how to handle it.
how often do you think that bicuspid-bartering broad comes accross a brain made out of teeth? probably less than you'd think, wouldn't you say? implying of course that you are the sort who says what they don't think. but i take it back. i was speaking out of anger. at pons. and menengies.
minor point: the tooth fairy may actually be a voodoo witch and all the bad things that have ever happened to you in your life may be the work of a malicious ethereal entity traveling the world collecting children's body parts for ALL ETERNITY.....
if that's the case, then there should really be some eternal children's hero of goodness fighting this bitch.
ok
new notion: santa clase should be engaged in epic struggle against the tooth fairy!!!!!
so.. clause.. we meet again.
i dunno where my mind goes sometimes. :)
for example.. every time i hear the people next door or above me moving around or liz turns over and her head phones make crinkly noise, my first throught is that giant hermit crabs are tunneling through my walls.
honest to god.
you see where i wouldn't make it in the wild.
something would come to try and eat me and i'd make some sort of random connection between it and the way microtubules aide in mitosis and i'd giggle and roll around in the grass for a little bit.
the only way that would help me survive in the wild would be if the predator then decided i was too retarded to eat.
oh they'd tag me and track me and write long book about it.
some animals play dead. i'd play short bus.
and now! question 9 of 35 awaits me with open barbs! yeeeeeeeey!!!!!!!!
the tooth fairy wouldn't even know how to handle it.
how often do you think that bicuspid-bartering broad comes accross a brain made out of teeth? probably less than you'd think, wouldn't you say? implying of course that you are the sort who says what they don't think. but i take it back. i was speaking out of anger. at pons. and menengies.
minor point: the tooth fairy may actually be a voodoo witch and all the bad things that have ever happened to you in your life may be the work of a malicious ethereal entity traveling the world collecting children's body parts for ALL ETERNITY.....
if that's the case, then there should really be some eternal children's hero of goodness fighting this bitch.
ok
new notion: santa clase should be engaged in epic struggle against the tooth fairy!!!!!
so.. clause.. we meet again.
i dunno where my mind goes sometimes. :)
for example.. every time i hear the people next door or above me moving around or liz turns over and her head phones make crinkly noise, my first throught is that giant hermit crabs are tunneling through my walls.
honest to god.
you see where i wouldn't make it in the wild.
something would come to try and eat me and i'd make some sort of random connection between it and the way microtubules aide in mitosis and i'd giggle and roll around in the grass for a little bit.
the only way that would help me survive in the wild would be if the predator then decided i was too retarded to eat.
oh they'd tag me and track me and write long book about it.
some animals play dead. i'd play short bus.
and now! question 9 of 35 awaits me with open barbs! yeeeeeeeey!!!!!!!!