limping along the skyline
selling pocket lint for change. Smelting the vapid odours into a quagmire of melancholy. Slirp, slirp slirp.
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selling pocket lint for change. Smelting the vapid odours into a quagmire of melancholy. Slirp, slirp slirp.
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4 comments:
i think my money must turn to lint. otherwise i have no excuse for why it's gone.
How much for a ton of lint, these days?
Does belly button lint get you more money?
ghost: indeed
zhoen: at least twice as much as for orphaned socks
deb: only if it is freshly squeezed.
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