Daily Archives: July 9, 2022

Butterfly Spit

Oh, drat, what was that, that, that that just spat? Aw, shit, it’s butterfly spit. Eek, the dread, it was on her head. What a wacky notion to gain attention, supposing beautiful bugs could be brutish thugs. Their time in … Continue reading

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