MooseSpringsteen

Algavinn: monring mayor booksworth audioshure1    9: afternoon good sir Algavinn: how goes the state of the city? audioshure1    9: hot audioshure1    9: and dirty audioshure1    9: haha Algavinn: ahhh taking tea in the red light district today, are we sir? audioshure1    9: lol audioshure1    9: only the finest Algavinn: i've always said you were a man of the people sir, and supporting the local economy! simply inspiring! audioshure1    9: lmfao audioshure1    9: indeed audioshure1    9: i so what i can Algavinn: and thats why they vote you in over and over, and your goons admire you so much they dont hesitate to step on the ank

If you were to explain life, existence, humanity, and everything to some divine, alien, 6 year old sandwhich mold based lifeform how would you do it? where would you start?  Shakespear? icecream?  novels?  There isnt any real way i can see to explain it all, even to each other, who experiences it all everyday.  Not to even start on that we dont understand it all.  There are just no adequate words.  I myself cant even figure out how i should respond, react, and interact with it all, much less understand whats going on, why, how, and how to synthesize or explain.  There are just no adequate words, nothing to do but roll with it, mumble incohere

Clarissa ran down the street pale yellow to midnight blue as she passed under the street lamps.  Her forhead was damp with sweat and terror while the rest of her milky face was etched with tears.  A racoon ruslted some garbage cans and she screamed and ran faster.  Her house was in sight and she tried to look over her shoulders and not fall over during her final dash.  She lunged over low fence and sprinted around to the back door.  She struggled with her keys and then finally threw open the door and slammed it behind her, locking the handle, deadbolt, chain, and all.  She charged upstairs and jumped into her closet under a blanket.  She shoo