"Lessgile was lurking in the movie theater after hours as was his custom on Friday nights. He crept out from underneath the back row of seats where he concealed himself. As soon as the last employee's car could be heard leaving the near deserted parking lot, Lessgile began swiftly palpating the seats, row by row, fingering the cracks searching for coinage to fill the fannypack which always smelled like baloney sandwich."
Hoosier Flatty STRIKES BACK - Today at 9:46 AM
"do any of you guys have a tank i can borrow?
i figure it'd expedite the morgiling process for me
are there such things as glue babies?
like, born addicted to glue"
