someone left a piece of paper on my desk at work with a fantastic story on it. the page has two sections highlighted: “he hated dogs” and “love is a four-fingered glove (you thumbed your nose at me (and all you left was the G))”
mysterious but fantastic. my appetite has been wettened for the rest of this fine novel. i hope that the leaver makes him/herself known to me.
meanwhile i did some googling and came up with something probably unrelated but most excellent.
It’s Crouton’s World and is some crazy mistranslated japanese thing.
This is crouton.
Excellent find!
My only regret is that I didn’t get there first. Your prolificacy is amazing.
(I think prolificacy sounds cooler than prolificness. Dictionary.com is in agreement.)
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