animals are neat.
ZynGrand
The Winds Of Change Will Erode All Things. From The Depths Of A Mind
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The Word Of The Day Is:
Flotilla
Definition:
1 : a fleet of ships or boats; especially : a navy organizational unit consisting of two or more squadrons of small warships
2 : an indefinite large number
Example: Your Mother is so overweight she can fit a Flotilla in her dock. She is an island.
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Desolate
Definition:
1 : devoid of inhabitants and visitors : deserted
2 : joyless, disconsolate, and sorrowful through or as if through separation from a loved one
3A : showing the effects of abandonment and neglect : dilapidated
Example: Your Mother's room is Desolate without my presence.
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Bumbershoot
Definition:
1 : Umbrella
Example: If I knew it was going to rain so hard, I would have brought my Bumbershoot.
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Heliacal
Definition:
1 : relating to or near the sun — used especially of the last setting of a star before and its first rising after invisibility due to conjunction with the sun
Example: My Heliacal appearance foreshadows both the longer days of the summer, but the longer amounts of time I spend with your Mother.
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Altruism
Definition:
1 : unselfish regard for or devotion to the welfare of others
2 : behavior by an animal that is not beneficial to or may be harmful to itself but that benefits others of its species
Example: My Altruism is shown in how much I care about your Mother's "health".
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Copious
Definition:
1A: yielding something abundantly
B: plentiful in number
2A: full of thought, information, or matter
B: profuse or exuberant in words, expression, or style
3: present in large quantity : taking place on a large scale
Example: I spend Copious amounts of time in your Mother's bedroom.
Jellyfish are cute.
Just found out geese can be black.
I don't know how to feel about this.
Humans are beasts.
One of the things you'll notice when you turn into a rat is how close the ground becomes. It's like you're always scuttering around, an embrace away from Mommy Earth.
Seeing the latest chapter have less views than the first makes me feel bad, even though it has nothing to do with me being gross incompetent fool.
I don't get into enough tickle fights.
I don't think I've ever had a tickle fight before, and that's sad.
Bile yellow.
Just remembered a web comic I read when I was like, 8. I remember the plot and art quite vividly, but have no clue what the name was.
I wanna read it again.
I wish I was a slime.
No body, no mind, no problems.
Just swishing and swomping.
I wonder which part of my psyche it is whenever I see a comment and fear that it's about wanting me, the author, be personally crucified in their back yard.
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