After much deliberation, I think prawns would make a much better presentation in their own lack of an ability to fan things. Of course whereas the 'lack' being the actual case study interred by the Camel hair Wordsman looming over their shoulders in the cool calm swill of mourning on the morning of the 32nd.
I appreciate the space to be as random as humanly possible. It bodes my mind well and releases the Krakken of creativity. I have aways enjoyed writing.
I really think like Monty Python, Douglas Adams, Hunter S Thompson and George Carlin all rolled up into some sort of half-baked black cheese pudding. Well, somewhere in there. I'm not like this in person so don't get your hopes up...Of course in person I'm more like your mild mannered spokesperson for the abnormally quiet. Armored in the Keyboards of distance, a warrior in his own mind, he walks the Mountains alone, listening for the call of the terminally inconsistent..