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substatique is a button-badge that connects to a Christmas tree and comes with a variety of coloured fascias.
(I had to learn what a fascia was: a horizontal band of colour.)
Elsewhere, I am an oven that has a mind of its own, emits harmful gases and blocks spam email.
And I felt you should know: reality is a mousemat that has been blessed by a priest! Furthermore, love is a tricycle that fetches your hat, revolves and affixes to any flat surface. And your momma is a glass bead that operates on a quantum level, looks bigger than it really is and squirts clouds of black ink. |
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