The Flavor of BRHWLEGH

Sick face


Once upon a time there was a bird that found a hidden treasure.

Except that instead of finding treasure, it was sick.  And it wasn’t a bird at all – it was me.  And rather than once upon a time, it was right now.

It was lame.


Bene vīvite.


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