Back From the Flexed-Arm State

I just spent about a week of vacation in an area of the nation where people have begun to worship a group of people named after a kind of bear. I brought back about 100 minahs of processed wood and right now my eyes have been overlayed with a sheen of lead. There were four boiled eggs, and now there are three.

I’m not sure how I can make this post any more surreal and truthful without losing crucial sleep-time. I will publish an interview soon.

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