Marbles Help, help, I am suffering from high fiction. I don't think it is catching, but sometimes one appears to suffer from this strange affliction. If only I had worn bracers, it might not have begun. I woke up early and thought to myself I shall have to shave the pansies, as they are all growing... Sign in to see full entry.
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