SUMMER SHELL IS HERE
My milkshakes bring them all and in the darkness bind them.
“The minutes went by on tiptoe, with their fingers to their lips”
- Dad: We'll come back here when the drought breaks.
- Me: What if it never does? What if all of California becomes a desert dystopia and it's like Mad Max?
- Dad: Then you need to get a weird-looking companion.
- Me: What the fuck are you talking about? I AM the weird-looking companion.