the celibacy club was just some normal turtles, which found their way into the sewer. then some bastard droped some mutigen down the storm drain, and of course it got on the poor turtles. the mutigen made the turtles walk upright and talk and make electronic computer music,. this was ok at first, the turtles liked to make music, but now none of the girl turtles wanted to get with them. they were celibate turltles.
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but they were ninjas.
Once I had this friend. His name was Kelly. Then he disappeared and I never saw him again. Except once, when our cars passed each other with us inside them.
Thank you, it is a nice pic. I got lost in the undergrowth apparently, and have been surviving on grubs and lichen for months. Fortunately i have distilled some rain water and various molds to drink for entertainments sake. Perhaps i'll emerge from my jungle for a weekend at wesley's.
