spelunking

pucha, pare. a long time ago in my past life, i was an adventurer. i'd love to explore the great outdoors and the great indoors, pare. dapat both para well rounded.

so, do i look like yesterday? probably not. i took a bath just this morning.

this is a laid back day. my fingers are fidgety so i thought i'd do some grooming pare. took out my brush to nurture my curly, black, one length hair. wha? how long? two centimeters, pare. pucha-pares leave nothing and anything to chance.

back to my fingers. it's the finger, pare. thanks to my fingers i never felt so clean. my cave has been degunked. and the remains of what have been cobwebs in the caverns of my nose shows itself in its boogerrrific splendor.

pare! so ickety clean pare. excuse me while i wrap this in a rubber yuckey. let them amateur forensic scientists think on this one. haw-hi!

(this one's for gawi)