There is a thinking stuff from which all things are made, and which, in its original state, permeates, penetrates, and fills the interspaces of the universe.
dog gone it wolfy! Your too fast :/
Originally Posted by MacGuffin
ayoitsStepho is becoming someone else. Actually her true self, a rite of passage.
The one who buggers a fire burns his penis
-anonymous graffiti in the basilica at Pompeii
scissors cut their hair!
Rock beats scissors!