15.4.09

Crossing Dimensions Count as Mobile Roaming?

Whoa.

Frightening? Heartwarming?

Personally, much like the great Homer once proposed, I want to be stuffed and left on the couch.

With a stern face. Can in hand. Fresh sandwich in the other. A dictaphone in my chest pocket set off by people walking past with me, upon which I would spout out my most popular catchphrases;

"Hello!"

"What time is it?"

"No."

"Never."

Of course my apparel would be changed in accordance with what becomes/ceases to be socially acceptable.

Being taxidermied is no excuse to look foolish.

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