My Diary: Two Girls Looking At A Fried Egg

I took the giant tongue to town,‭ ‬arriving there about eleven.‭ ‬This is when the older elves pull the younger ones out of their pockets.‭ ‬I pressed scented flowers and poured gravy onto place mats instead of plates while inventing mathematical calculations‭ ‬-‭ ‬all of which proved to be wrong.‭ ‬I walked home on stilts with a flying cup and saucer overhead.

Two Girls Looking At A Fried Egg

Two Girls Looking At A Fried Egg

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