I was raised by a pack of wild amoeba in a petri dish.. Couldn't stand the heat of the bunsen burner,so I struck out on my own... Now,looking to my right I can ascertain that the one who really belongs in this lab outpost is he that will always tempt the fates..And from another perspective.....
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I'm not used to seeing these in any position other than on the road, on their backs, legs up in the air. (Speaking of slow...)
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