Dec 02, 2004 11:24
There is a rather large orange butter-moth (buterfliy and moths ugly love child it has the fun spirited aspects of the moth and the ness of the butterfly cunts ) eating my brain and it is making me wandering off my path and in to this strange land I shall call ORGOWENEA = (ORG owen e ah)and in the land of orgowenea nothing is what it seems things are good with a bad subtext and all is will yet all is left undecided and incomplete which leads to evil wondering (butterfly's fault!)And as i journey through this land I discover that the buter-moth is still chewing away Busily!