LIVING ON SPACE PASTE FOR A MONTH: DAY TWENTY ONE

Categories:Adventures, Canada, Red Deer

Like a badly directed and ill conceived horror movie my seemingly endless suffering at the hands of a merciless and uncaring god continues. I remember the before time, when food was chewed, when words like flavour had meaning. Sadly those times are but a sad and distant memory.

A link to that terrible movie THE STUFF

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