First there was a puddle of water in the bottom of a refrigerator. Time passed. The water became thick and viscous. More time passed. The viscous fluid turned many strange colors. Still more time passed. The owner of the refrigerator considered cleaning up the colorful viscous puddle. Even more time passed. "Ehh, why bother cleaning it now, it's almost kinda pretty." thought the refrigerator's owner. Weeks. Months. Years. On the 23rd day, of the 7th month, of the 7th year since the puddle of water first appeared, I emerged from the refrigerator fully developed.
Contact Agent Leisure Muffin:
E-mail: sporangia at earthlink dot net
Frightening tripping people with sounds.
Shit, i dunno. You cats can play without me. I'm gonna go "read" this copy of "anal intruder."
Uhm, i like to sleep a lot. Y'know, like 15 hours at a clip. And i can go a REALLY long time w/out doing laundry. Is that a superpower? Did i mention scar(r)ing tripping people?
Sure. But i want graffiti back too.
I'm a 25 year old single white male. I enjoy Bocce Ball, being negative, and drinking until i urinate blood.
I'm currently trying to spawn a multitude of mortal progeny in my refrigerator.
