Nietzsche said something about not gazing down into abysses, but hers was deep and plunging.
I was very drunk, and she didn't seem to mind my staring, so I spent the night at her place.
I left hastily the next morning, saying I'd call sometime next week.
Her gruesome visage had already burnt itself into my retinas.
The challenge was to take the top 3
emailed photos on yahoo and create a hopefully amusing story about
the sequence. I reserve the right to refuse a disturbing picture, this includes any pictures of celine dion.
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