Here's the prototype for a top-secret project I'm working on this summer (thanks in large part to the lovely ladies and laser engraving machine over at The Workroom). It's pretty exciting, just you wait and see. All I can say for now is, forget Twitter - it's all about fittin' shit on pencils. Also, anyone who can tell me who spit this line wins a set of whatever it is I'm doing here.
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Was it Dean Young? Skid?
Nice work! But from what poem?
That, miss, I do not recall. And I refuse to cheat.
Well, looks like you'll have to read the whole book again and find it! I mean, that's kinda the whole point here - read poems!
Once again, I am blown away by your creativity, talent and smarts!
Oh my! It's from Whale Watch by Dean Young. Love love love this poem so hard. If I could wallpaper my room with those words I would.
Ding, ding, ding! We have a winnah! Haley gets the mysterious prize, with any luck, sometime before Labour Day!
sneak peek!!! i want to see more!!!
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