The details of my life are quite inconsequential... very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen-year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
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Pick your seat, Lemmy
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Programming Horror @lemmy.world I wish I could bottle the feeling up and bathe in it.
Showerthoughts @lemmy.world It would be terrifying if it were to actually start raining men.
Movies @lemmy.world RIP Carl Weathers - Weve only Just Begun
Risa @startrek.website I need fan fiction for this amazing cover art.
Memes @lemmy.ml "What are you doing in there that takes so long?"
aww @lemmy.world Just a kitten I've been cat-sitting

This plan is going down for sure.