This was a real twister game. Our extremities were twisted and tangled up with each others.
If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?
Saturday, October 1, 2005
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