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‘Twas the ol’ tale: Titanium Ant & Bronze Deer stared @ each other through the force field like headlights in deer, which was in the deer, dear.

Sure, Titanium Ant had a heart made o’ metal that couldn’t be choked by lightning cords. But it still melted with love it couldn’t hug.

So they stood there for eternia, which is e’en longer than an eternity, which is why I typed it ‘stead.

The people called them statues, & then they became statues, since they were already acting like statues pretty much, anyway, & wanted the tax cuts. Then the people called the clouds showers o’ chocolate, & the clouds told them to fuck off.


Ant, Deer, Solid