Telemarketing

I’ve never seen Galbor this riled up before

Blood

This is fine.

Glad we went right to intrusive thoughts

You can pry my hope and optimism out of my cold, dead hands.

It’s a little nuts

There won’t be a second date.

Just like momma used to make

It ran over my inner child

“Welp, kids, looks like it’s another Bio-Dome and Encino Man double-feature.”

The teeth must flow