Far Out, Man

I was blotting some ink. No, for real.  That’s not some lame euphemism for wiping my bum. Though, it just might be how I phrase that particular bit of human behavior if it comes up in the future.

Anywho, I found the resulting ink mess intriguing.  So I adopted it.

It still needs a name.

blot blot blot

Mr Blobsworth? Pazuzu Petals? Arabella March? Absolem?

It’s shy.  Don’t spook it.

 

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About I.M. Pangs

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