I am a pile of tentacles and...head.


It has been almost a year since the accident. I only vaguely remember it. I think I passed out in a lampshade. It turned me into fried calamari. But not to worry -- I am now in surgery, numbed with an endless supply of potato vodka.
She can rebuild me.
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MM

It has been almost a year since the accident. I only vaguely remember it. I think I passed out in a lampshade. It turned me into fried calamari. But not to worry -- I am now in surgery, numbed with an endless supply of potato vodka.
She can rebuild me.
> <
MM




























Coccinelle