drspam:
eleanor wants more
drspam:
still though. we are way the fuck up.
drspam:
the other ken
drspam:
master of all you survey
drspam:
they come to you if you know what to say
drspam:
our shadows are escaping again
drspam:
take me back, to that place where someone else belongs
drspam:
may we never ridicule the darwin awards ever again
drspam:
waffle hous
drspam:
the entertainment we made
drspam:
the entertainment that was made for us
drspam:
we can hear you, but you can't hear us
drspam:
come my many friends, and let us all laugh at the loneliest number
drspam:
we will never grow up that way, like all the others will
drspam:
foster's is everybody's neighbor
drspam:
to the other side
drspam:
thanks, we'll just take this back now
drspam:
you can't hang it anywhere
drspam:
i feel like i should be listening to angelo badalamenti or something
drspam:
underway
drspam:
the brain
drspam:
hurry, there's a liver nearby in need of damaging!
drspam:
to do it well you need both finesse and force
drspam:
this one has your name on it
drspam:
oh. heh.
drspam:
remember a few days ago?
drspam:
ghosts of consumption
drspam:
no just put it on top of the other one
drspam:
let's get going
drspam:
hello again, little ones
