a needle's sympathy / the kindness of a gun / the monster in your head / the truth from which you run
I want one! (Um, the stuffies I mean... I'll skip the real thing) I'll rename them. Then I can stick hatpins in them when I'm sick or when you are. Or when Mrs. Waltz is, for instance. I'm going to call the one with the innocent blue eyes Stomach Bug. [STAB] Die bug, die.
You know, there's a theory that the Black Death (especially in the British Isles) was both Yersinia pestis of bubonic plague fame and a form of anthrax, since the speed of death and infection density in rural populations don't match up well with Yersinia pestis. It's a controversial theory, though.Anyway, the long and short of it being: you could totally get anthrax, too!
Having previously been friends with a female buggie-nut, these look chillingly familiar. Whoo.
I came across these a while ago, how awesome are they!You don't need to have kids, just give them to your friends. personally, I'm looking to give the clap to my best mate ;)
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