the name's willie

You walk into the store. You are hungry. You walk to the bakery section. The cookies are edible. You are far to cheap to buy real food. You take a sugar cookie. Springle stares back at you. You are confused. The line behind you grows but you stand there, shaking. You attempt to ask for the rainbow springle, but you can’t.Your world is not normal. People behind you grumble. You cannot buy the springle. Your mind has become the void. A void of springles and rainbows. You stand there hungry and weak. Hungry for the springle.

oh crocheted corm, we’re really in it now

Its good

All this love for Eeby deeby, glup shitto, blorbo, horse plinko, skrunkly and scrunglo-where’s some respect for my skater cousin throckmorton?