Workspace, a play:
Affable failure, always twisting toward the impending can of clean air on top of cell phone charging mania. "Ray Ban yourself!" said the Alpha and Omega, "there's a big ass water bottle here!" It was amazing how the Fellowes were able to eloquently cleanse the beast Until It Sleeps. Once with a battle of pens and a bottle of Starship Enterprise, he was able to sally forth on his Jedi Knight Speeder thing, which NO, was NOT made from LEGOs you fool, nor was it on top of the wire thing with black and white tree napkin baster. Jeezus man, get a hold of your masonry and pull yourself some meaningless paper dispensors. I mean honestly, are magnets really necessary to begin on the name of dust? Fuck me, that's strange. Gotta go, phone call.