One Phrase At A Time

[marshlander]

leek that had yet to pop its

[sox-and-the-city]

gigantic birthday balloon. It wasn't really relevant

[Synaesthete]

to anything, so Leeky disappeared down a

[sox-and-the-city]

swilling ravine of death. He didn't like

[Synaesthete]

it. So he climbed back out with

[Rychard the Lionheart]

a blood curdling scream. He looked at

[Synaesthete]

the ravine and stuck two fingers up

[Rychard the Lionheart]

cursing it felt good. He waited for

[Synaesthete]

Godot, but Godot never showed his face

[fjp999]

but he waited and waited and waited