Rain doesn’t fall from the sky

rain doesn’t fall from the sky

Jesus sped up just a little bit on Friday after work heading home. He was craving something salty crunchy.

Mary had a shot of vodka to catch up to him, chasing it with pomegranate juice.

Jason always is a little tipsy, even though he doesn’t drink at all. He is out with his dog for a walk in the rain.

It is colder than it is supposed to be, they say. How does anybody know anything?

When Jane is there, just like that, it doesn’t even phase him. She’s a pan dimensional being from some place he’s never heard of, but he doesn’t care about that. He’s hot for her.

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