The pseudoclabber has come to termination. The third annual WartFest has begun, much to the chagrin of most, including me. I slop on though as WartFest exists solely for my own entertainment and obsession. What you like means nothing to me, what you want means nothing to me, and most importantly, you mean nothing to me. I want you mummified and under my bed so I can savor your grody mephitis when I lay thy 'noggin down to sleep.
Good luck getting through the next two weeks here, mungtickler.
The Shallow Containing The Body Not, But The Litter Frog (Leptobrachium)
Dark Transversive With White Sclera