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I can't decide between Narcoleptic Lawn and King Gorged for book two of Resident Alien. Any thoughts?


Miss Nelson said…
marcus. show me the way to Hardy Gieske in brooklyn. Do you have an email address for him? I'm an old friend of his, looking for a recent update. You're welcome to visit my relatively boring blog to figure out what I'm all about...

post a comment to my blog. I use this as another type of email sometimes.

Big thanks. And I do think your blog is mighty impressive.

Laura Carter said…
How about "Lawn King"? How about "Glowwworm"?
Ken Rumble said…
How about Grape Juice Buttcrack

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