true to its character
and to my expectations, the mandrake wildly spewed toxic juice once again. as told, such toxins are like rising magma down a
volcano’s chamber… sooner or later it would erupt, letting loose of pent up vileness.
of course the instinctive unpleasantness is deeply rooted and won’t be forever
kept by endeavored dash of being nice. mandrake’s manufactured goodness just
doesn’t last for more than 3 days. this has always been its way. nastiness on mondays,
contemptibility on tuesdays, unpleasantness on wednesdays, despicability on thursdays,
horribleness on fridays, offensiveness on saturdays and repulsiveness on sundays…
monstrosity at its finest.
i’m just
hoping that the festive season would be enough to diminish mandrake’s evil yelp.
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