Markus has officially scared the bejesus out of me... Or he has at least facillitated me in scaring the bejesus out of my self.
Last night I had a dream that I was dumb enough to go into open water, and of course, I was attacked by sharks... and I woke up too soon to know whether or not I survived. I'm pretty sure I didn't though, because I have really shitty luck, and there were an ass-load of sharks, and I was already bleeding pretty profusely from my wounds by the time I woke up.
Basically, I was fish food, and subconsciously I knew it, so I didn't actually have to see it... er dream it.
When a fish smiles at you like this, the only thing you need to worry about is what color flowers you want at your memorial service.
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