Jun 28
Today’s forecast: 40% chance of wigglies
My god.
Imagine: you step outside and look up into the sky, only to view a sea of spermclouds flying merrily past.
How does your day go from there?
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June 28th, 2005 at 2:07 pm
What the freak is that???
June 29th, 2005 at 3:19 pm
Real, honest to goodness clouds — mammaoculous, I think they’re called.
Spermclouds. That’s all you need to know. And to carry a good umbrella if you ever see them.