early no one

Are we really gonna do this? Instead of laboring for cleverness, I choose a rambling unselfconscious narrative style reminiscent of early no one. I'm going to input all my memories and when the timer goes off that means you better find a goddamn chair. Duck duck goose. Red rover. Fucking Easy Bake - that's right!!! I said funny brownies on the ding.

Clearly this makes no sense, but when it's my memories, it'll be clear. Like the stuff about the hole. This blog is about the hole. All this pea sludge and udder slapping is just for kicks.