mme. x

I find descriptions a terribly awkward predicament. I mean, they give you only so much space, force you to use this tiny font, and does anybody ever actually READ descriptions? If you read this, congrats. You get five trillion points! Unfortunately for you, these points are purely imaginative and exist only in this artificially derived pseudoreality called the internet. You can use these points for such things as pwning and whatever else these young hooligans do these days.

“ Now when I was just a little boy standin’ to my Daddy’s knee
My Poppa said, ‘Son, don’t let the man get you, do what he done to me
‘Cause he’ll get you— ‘cause he’ll get you now…’ ”

— Born on the Bayou, Creedence Clearwater Revival

“ Now when I was just a little boy standin’ to my Daddy’s knee My Poppa said, ‘Son, don’t let the man get you, do what he done to me ‘Cause he’ll get you— ‘cause he’ll get you now…’ ”

“ Now when I was just a little boy standin’ to my Daddy’s knee
My Poppa said, ‘Son, don’t let the man get you, do what he done to me
‘Cause he’ll get you— ‘cause he’ll get you now…’ ”