Ooooh shitskeys and I had bad teeth dreams last night. Was it my eyeteeth that crumbled? And like when you chew a brussel sprout, they grow in your mouth? Yeah, because the mouthful of crumbled tooth kept growing and growing until I spat it out in a mealy mess.
FREAKING ME OUT!!!!!
Makes sense though, if Freud was right about teeth dreams, and I think me he was.
It
is
all
temporary
.
Even the things you are accustomed to thinking are not or should not be.
Well then. Here's a nice cheerful doodle to contemplate:
Actually I quite like this one. It even creeps ME out. A little bit. Heh heh heh.
Did a mail art jam with Haddock and MusicMaster and maybe some other dude I don't know, last night:
If you click on it, you will be redirected to my flickr photostream where you can view a bigger, more detailed pic.
Who are you, anyway?
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