The fruitloops of this world don't look so happy. What happened to you, my old friend? Visions of a once motley assortment must mock you. Why has that cherubic innocence left your morning smile? The perfection of your curvature has been lost into clumps of gray...
04/01/2002
Posted on 04/01/2002Copyright © 2025 Tim J Bono
very interesting perception:)
