We're back! We didn't get a whole lot out of STM. Sleep talking, you see, requires sleep, of which Adam got little, poor thing. Here is what I have for you:"The problem with your face… is that I can see it. Get lost!"
or click here"You can go outside and you tell those little fucking elves to stop throwing acorns! Seriously. A waste of all those acorns. Kick 'em. Kick 'em with the chickens."
This one will illuminate how STM interprets heavy rain falling on canvas overhead:
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