The goofy words that come out of my mouth, that I like to call art.
When I was little I had a bug collection, my Grandpa would catch and kill insects and pin them in a glass box on cork board. I know, this is horrible.About a year after I got a big beautiful moth and I found an already dead moth of the same species, so I decided to pin it in there with the other one. As soon as I opened the box, the original pinned-down-in-a-box-for-a-year moth started flying its wings and moving around, despite the pin in it's belly. Confirm with my momma is you don't believeee.
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