I was on a beach.

I was sitting on the sand with the people that I know. Well not all of them, but a good deal of them. I was burying their extremities in the sand, covering hand and foot and arm and leg in the hot particulates. As I began to poke designs into those little mounds, someone asked me what I was doing.

I explained, “I am entirely processes.”

4 Responses to “I was on a beach.”

  1. That is indeed EXACTLY HOW IT HAPPENED.

  2. Matt, I love you.

  3. WELCOME TO LIKE 199FUCKING6

  4. WIll, your usage of “fucking” is so out of place. I would’ve definitely done “nineteen-fuckin’-ninety-six”, imo.

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