"Mom, can I go to a concert?" I ask my mom.
"No. You will eat cheese. Eat one room of cheese and you can." She says sternly.
"Which room flavor."
"Ramone Floor."
"Yummy! I will save the Pepperjack Windows for Thursday!" I say happily.
I look into the mirror reflecting my green body and 100000000000000000000000000000000038387363728293949393847373748393949393948374736262838392838382838833837283 eyes. I grow 202948293errorerrorerror eyes each day! I have 100 fingers. They are long. Like human arms.
NOMNOMNOMNOM in less than 1 second, I eat a whole room of cheese. Cheese is ama.
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RomanceOne of those really wierd but lovable space stories. All because of a K-Pop phase.
