The Home of Transitional Delusion Extras and Neurotransmitter Expansions
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Last night the Ockuliuns decided Fudgesickles needed a friend to sidled next to during the day. Or perhaps they thought I was growing tired of pies being thrown at my face. At any rate, another six foot clown alarm clock was invented. This one wakes you up with a high-pitched giggle and starting up its chainsaw.