crime rate: 1. fiction rate: 9000

Shell yeah, gravity’s optional now!

Rotten wood? That’s a gift box

I haunt my own kitchen

This area’s got bear-sonality

Dog? Maybe. Winner? Absolutely!

emergency? I accidentally fell in love

same boat, but mine’s got extra lag

when cats walk, the world stops

no to math, yes to myth

a true byte of coleslaw history

X-Rays and X-Rage

yep, it’s called ‘adulting,’ sweetie

no filter…just troll elegance

strategic lounging, gold medalist

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