I have to be at work on a Saturday, which means some of you will mock and tease.
To those people, I state:
Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh, totally emotionless except for her heart. Mud flowed up into lump’s pajamas she totally confused all the passing pirahnas.
She’s lump, she’s lump She’s in my head…
Good luck getting that one out of your head, jerkfaces.
For those of you who were going to be sympathetic, sorry you were caught in the crossfire, but you know…
Collateral damage.
