I recall, I recall tasting teenagers in the mall I recollect, I recollect milkmaids plump and whitely necked I remember, I remember stepping on a burning ember I think back, I think back to pleasant times upon the rack I call to mind, I call to mind a fisherman on whom I dined I reflect, […]
do not do it if you do it you will rue it and thomson will be upset
She had this thing about faceless dolls.
While resting her chin on her not as yet surgically repaired hand, Bette dreams of: a. pasta. b. dolls without faces. c. gigantic cupcakes. d. riding in a bubble to the moon.
Sheathing his sword, Tarrington Keelmartin entered the breakfast nook. “Oatmeal or dry cereal?” shouted the wealthy industrialist bustling in the kitchen. “Which is your preference today, Senator Keelmartin?” Unsheathing his sword, Tarrington Keelmartin threw back his head and raged at eggshell white ceiling, “Which? Which? Oatmeal or dry! God save me! I cannot choose!” Breaking […]
Hung By The Chimney With Care The Christmas Stalkings
moon june croon dagger moon june croon stab moon june croon the game’s afoot
Nazimova always wore this hat: a. when riding her elephant. b. in church. c. on Abraham Lincoln’s birthday. d. whenever she attended seances.
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5 of 5 stars to The Great Train Robbery by Michael Crichton goodreads.com/review/show/55…
