TigerMunky’s Grrreat Trek

Flemming House

  The room was relatively quiet with the exception of the shadows from the blades spinning above me like a heli had just landed on a pad... my mouse pad? No but it's secondary partner in the distance thought I was funny as it continued to slowly squeak from side to side on a loose fitting. Droplets dribbled slowly into the basin of my illusory abyss. A few more hours of this without sleep and one could go insane. "I hope you don't snore me awake... hahaha" she jested. "Ha! Like I was going to sleep in a ward like...

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December, 17 2009 •

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