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You look like my grandmother.edit: when she was young. You don't look like you're 80.
Last night I had a dream that Zerlina and I were pirates. It was... beautiful.
Yeah so I'm pretty
I'm a fat-***
Ellie: I had a slice of ham in my hand. I was going to drop it, so I slapped it hard. It attached itself to the wall
I'm trying my hardest to resist Googling a couple of those. My weak stomach is making that resistance a bit more effective.
Oh, you say that now. But just imagine it. "Phossy" stands for phosphonecrosis. Necrosis -- as in, your jaw is literally dying. The toxic phosphorus decays the flesh, reducing your jaw to a hideous slump as the bones and tissue decompose. On top of being a disfigured horror, the decomposing flesh gives off a putrid smell, repelling any of your friends and family that might have stuck around for this long. You can't eat, you can't speak intelligibly, and you'll probably die if the jaw isn't amputated, which will leave you disfigured for life. On top of that -- in the dark -- the phosphorus in your jaw gives off an eerie greenish glow, a haunting reminder that your jaw is now its exclusive property.Maybe that only gets to me./stares at mirror/moves jaw around pensively