You should EAT the cookie, stopping crumbs dead in their tracks.

You should EAT the cookie, stopping crumbs dead in their tracks.
Unless it has raisins, then give it to somebody who likes those squishy little things.

Friday, July 22, 2011

I'm made, let's go home.

One day, it's just going to be all fingers pointing, shouting... pitchforks may may be going a bit to far, but--
One day someone is going to figure it out, and if they are who I think, really who I hope they''ll be, then they would announce to the whole world, anyone who cares...

Imposter.

That's why I don't ___. People can ___. That's fine. No problem. But I'm not people. I'm disguised as people.

That's my explanation for "no thank you, I'd rather not."

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