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Baby Electric.

Hello friends, followers and sneaky little web-snoopers… Just a lightening speed injection, of neon naughtiness today I’m afraid. Ixnay on the lengthy literary offerings, as…

The Maternal Muse.

Good (Grey) day human’s! Tis’ drab and tis’ dark….. and such opressing matter has me feeling all kinds of lethargically uninspired, to do anything other…

Back to School.

D ear universe, Holy divinity, almighty sorcerer… (Insert supernatural karma spurting force, of choice here_____). My fore years called; they want the rug from…

“NO MORE CONTOUR!”

Oh hey!… Madame Tussauds called… Yeah, they want Michael Jacksons, 1982 Thriller, facial Wax Work back. CONTOURING. This surly to God, HAS to be one…