The American Caliban (substitute) wrote,
The American Caliban
substitute

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and now, my brain stem

I’d like to take a break from dancing on emotional cow turds to present you with this thing that I just dreamed:

I was kennfusion. I wanted to sit in the bath and use my laptop to write loose_joints a letter about my analysis of literature. However, as soon as I got in the bath and got the laptop out, a hideous monster from the works of H.R. Giger appeared, floating above me.

It was, in fact, Giger himself. He explained that this was his Spirit Form. “I have something I need you to do,”, he said. “It won’t be that hard, don’t be a baby; the guy is already half tied up.”

And-Then-I-Woke-Up.
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