Rock Lobster

The B-52s… They speak to me, you know? Right here.

Man they’re deep!

(anybody who was expecting a more entertaining, or more often occuring series of posts has been reading this blog too much)

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2 Responses to Rock Lobster

  1. The walls talk to me. But only when the grey vapor is melting out of them.

  2. Alethea B says:

    I’ll assume you are talking about the B-52 Stratofortress…it’s respectable.

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