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utopian society

Dinner with Sherry’s parents involved a lot of mumbling and introduced me to novel terms like “beaver puke.” I feel uncomfortable around people who choose not to speak in complete sentences. Sherry’s parents think I’m deaf.
She reminded me that my family has its own peculiar dialect too. But ours has nouns.
Somewhere in the wash of [...]

instrumental

It’s been an eventful couple of weeks.
Christmas came and went with its attendant flurry of chaotic consumption and forced family merry-making. The Red Polar Threat left offerings under the family X-mas stick to persuade me not to come after him and make him pay (in blood and pain) for the damage his toy factories have [...]