there's a time and place for everything, and the night is for the freaks...
you cant just SEE em in the daylight, but at niight, the distinct smell of sex, weed, liquor and fur fills the night air.....you see shadows of Erect canine creatures, but in the light, itz only me, but it is from Me that which this freak arose.....and shall rise everynight.....for the moon is ALWAYS full, in essence.......
(tik-a-tik-a-tik-a-tik-a-tik-a-tik-DING)
The Flo.......10q
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