Can, Na, and Bis, You Bitch!
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Way off from the side of The True Commons is a ceramic Easter Bunny statuette ‘quip’d with a little basket meant for little’r ceramic E’ggs, but… in that bunny’s basket sits a single hunk of white quartz…
I ask the ceramic statuette, “Who came here and took your E’ggs, who gave you quartz instead, little bun’?”
My compound question goes unanswered, as it was asked to a ceramic Easter Bunny statuette. I bust out the nugg’ and get grinding.
You’ve never felt so lost in the woods. Neither have I, to be honest. We’re on a literal different planet right now, one that entered Earth’s gravitational zone just to piece right the fuck back out, no less.
“You son of a fucking bitch,” I growl, still having yet to bust out the nugg’. “We’ve been abducted by aliens…!”
No we haven’t, that’s too easy, too simple… but maybe yet, all the same. Time’ll t–… well, no, time isn’t real… but when I burn this bush, pardner? When I burn down this here bush? You get them stone-tablet rocks ready.
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