Weakling.
I’ve been clutching so hard, the pearls fused into my flesh years ago. I’ve bankrupted myself buying more pearls, inserted one by one into my clenched fist.
Luckily the mere sight of me - a lurching pearlescent beast with glinting pearls for eyes - causes clams to voluntarily offer their own in reverance, my own unending supply.
edgemaster72@lemmy.world 1 year ago
Have a sandwich and a nap then I’m sure you’ll be ready to go again