So. Here’s the best way I can think of to communicate my feeling about 50 Shades of Gray, since I don’t know the onomatopoeia for violent projectile vomiting. If I did, I’d just type that word out 500 times. Or go the Spider Jerusalem route, and type the word “FUCK” 500 times. But alas, you’re… Continue reading 500 Words on 50 Shades of Grey
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Bad Shed
The time was right. The scales were old, and worn. New skin was eager to emerge beneath. She rested, waiting, avoiding food, her eyes cloudy and unfocused, all but blind. She curled under her favorite rock, out of sight, out of the light. The surface of the rock was rough, as was the bedding in… Continue reading Bad Shed
