Found this sitting at a train station. Someone just turfed it out.
Must be forlorn.
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(*For lawn… you get it. You like puns. Don’t pretend otherwse. Don’t grass me up).
Found this sitting at a train station. Someone just turfed it out.
Must be forlorn.
.
.
.
(*For lawn… you get it. You like puns. Don’t pretend otherwse. Don’t grass me up).
Can you believe this? At first I thought it was just a travel shop, but then I saw the light – A whole shop full of decaying flesh made to look like bags.
A venue of vultures would occasionally gather around the 40% off signs,
Looks like someone was pulling around one of those little travel bags, with the wheels, but they just couldn’t handle it.