Yeah, but there was a memory track inserted as I exited the elevator, an implant, of sorts. Every Tuesday it whips me through half a century. I see Elvis and Kennedy. Tie-dyes and big hair. Twin Towers and Hillary in a pink pussy hat. All rushing before me, until finally, I see Angel and she extends her hand and pulls me safely into the Trench. Then we talk about elevators.
Cute
LOL… what happens if a teenager enters?
Disappears.
🙂
Unless it’s a Tuesday. They work differently on Tuesdays. I went in on a Tuesday when I was 22 and came out 60.
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NICE! 🙂
That way you never lost any sleep worrying about growing old, right? 🙄
Yeah, but there was a memory track inserted as I exited the elevator, an implant, of sorts. Every Tuesday it whips me through half a century. I see Elvis and Kennedy. Tie-dyes and big hair. Twin Towers and Hillary in a pink pussy hat. All rushing before me, until finally, I see Angel and she extends her hand and pulls me safely into the Trench. Then we talk about elevators.
🙂
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Sounds like a seriously bad acid trip to me. 😯
Too funny
@#1
Stay away from elevators.
🙂
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LOL… believe it or not, there’s not a single building even tall enough here for one.
Two-story – tops. 🙂