Because sometimes, you just want to see a photo of a scantily clad, good-looking woman, in heels, on a bed, with some snakes.
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- James Killus
- I'm an atmospheric scientist, a technical writer, and a science fiction writer. I also seem to have decided that essays should be part of the mix, so here you go.
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2 comments:
I must protest the haphazard arrangement of the snakes.
I like to think of her and snakes being like Scrooge McDuck and money: she likes to swim around in them, throw them up in the air, and let them come down and hit her on the head. Then they scatter haphazardly.
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