red_bagpipe paste! the encyclopedia of spicy is where my heart hangs. if you open to the first page you will see a collection of swarming veins and a pump of shrinkwrapped melancholy. it is cells. it is nighttime, so go to sleep, O wide-eyed wombat. there will be plenty of daylight tomorrow for you to discover your own pulsing red bagpipe, your own encyclopedias. 010615 ... () () 141106 what's it to you? who go blather from