The old alien walks among the Vrocklbrat. The subtle reverbing echoes calms his troubled thoughts. Soon he most go and rest, but for now he walks with his thoughts.
STRANGE SPANNERS being an accounting of strangeness of the warp and woof of my mind For those of you new here, think of this as 1/2 "Night Gallery" Our Motto: Nos somnium quisnam es futurus fatum quod insolitus tutus vos!
Vrocklbrat?!?! That's what those are called? Learn something new every day!
ReplyDeleteyep fresh vrocklbrat grown from young budding wezzingzats.
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