I'm such a thrill-seeker. No, I definitely don't dabble in the occult or swap ghost stories, and I don't ride even the kiddie roller coasters. I don't go into the ocean any deeper than my chest (I remain unconvinced that Ursula is somewhere
other than roving the east coast, waiting for me to get into the water so she can drain it all out and devour me). I generally drive the speed limit and I very rarely eat junk food.
But I AM about to watch Twister while the sky out my own window is looking increasingly similar to a bad bruise. Ooohhhh...I'm dangerous.
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