12.01.2023

We are the Wicked Errors of Michigan City

I’m bored. I want a magical potion.

You want some vintage aged wine. Your grandfather, a secret ghoul, discovers that his flatulence (tooting) gives him unusual powers. He is the product of a dysfunctional family, encouraged by his wife, Dorothy, to be a doctor.

To kill time I partake in the puerile use of text-speak.