limp and soggy. Whereas
the salty, buttered pickles
maintained their crunchiness. Others,
others became stale and
buoyant, floating upwards to
make a curvy hole
right through the center
and no machete required!!!
Or so one thought.
In the meantime, Dragons
keep popping up randomly
tap dancing on eggs
that resemble small, dainty
fake eyeballs; this being
quite unnerving at first
BUT then, delightfully icky -
a wonderfully gooey mess!
left hanging from the
from the lower branches
which is euphemistic for