a moist morning … August 23, 2014August 23, 2014 / Dr. Denny Wilkins Share this:TwitterFacebookRedditPinterestTumblrLinkedInLike this:Like Loading... Related
Your freakin’ dew shots just kill me. I want that damned lens of yours. Also, dew. It’s dry as hell out here…. Reply
I cannot consider this photograph without the unfortunate title you gave it. “a moist morning …” Moist. Such an ugly, disgusting word. I am not alone. It appears to be universal in its ability draw up a sense of revulsion. http://www.newyorker.com/culture/culture-desk/words-came-in-marked-for-death Reply
Clowns. Spiders. Moist. If I’m ever hired to be Greg’s inquisitor I’m going to feel almost guilty taking the money. You should never get paid for something that easy. Reply
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Your freakin’ dew shots just kill me. I want that damned lens of yours. Also, dew. It’s dry as hell out here….
I cannot consider this photograph without the unfortunate title you gave it. “a moist morning …” Moist. Such an ugly, disgusting word. I am not alone. It appears to be universal in its ability draw up a sense of revulsion. http://www.newyorker.com/culture/culture-desk/words-came-in-marked-for-death
Clowns. Spiders. Moist. If I’m ever hired to be Greg’s inquisitor I’m going to feel almost guilty taking the money. You should never get paid for something that easy.
Don’t forget the brown and green mold that tried to kill him when he lived in Florida …