Boo

Sorry for lack of updates folks, time kinda got away from me.  Don’t know how November flew past me, but after this week almost seemed to blink past, I thought I should at least post something small. (I tend to not post anything if I feel like I don’t have anything to post, as I’d rather have no updates than really weak time-wasting ones.)  A friend of mine told me I was sick for thinking up this limerick so I thought that sounded like something post-worthy.  (Also, I’m gonna try doing short updates more often, as I tend to Wall ‘o Text my posts but over longer periods of time.)

There once was a necrophiliac named Brine,
Who’s intentions were far from divine.
He create his lovers from leather,
Made of corpses sewn together,
And once complete he would shout “Dinner time!“