Remember that time when we decided to tie a rope at the bottom of the stairs so that when your brother came down, he tripped and fell through the garganta that we had somehow managed to convince Gin to open for us? And then remember how Gin later sent us pictures of him getting slobbered on before being gobbled up by the purple writhing, tentacle blob that was Aaroniero?
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Date: 2010-01-30 04:43 am (UTC)