


WHAT?! Look at that... individual blades of grass, dropped down a well by a ghost, plummeting downward, and impaling a woman's eyes. Christ! I feel like even a thousand Lucio Fulcis hammering away on a thousand typewriters for twenty years wouldn't have even come up with that one.
Umm... Bravo?
1 comment:
AHHH! Make it stop!!! :)
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