:colors: His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
:blackeye: Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two other sides gently compressed by a Thigh Master.
:drunken: She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
:cyclopsani: From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.
More....if you can stand it!....later!
KKat
