In 2001, I was in space having a conversation with an evil, mental computer system and occasionally looking at big black slabs of rock./obviousjoke
I now have an image of us all being at the birthday party of a tiny ten-year-old Kaitlyn, possibly with her sat in front of an enormous tiger-striped cake. And this is adorable, and I would draw it were I actually able to draw. But I'm not.
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"Yeah, I'm definitely going to hell/But I'll have all the best stories to tell" -- Frank Turner, The Ballad of Me and My Friends