Recognize you are prey and deal with the consequences of nature, it’s really not rocket science, my dear.
Really? So he said. So I heard.
As prey, asprey, xx xx xx xx, huh, wait, why the auto-correct? WTF? What happened to my language? What’s happening to my reality?
I’ve experienced that before, haven’t I? The ‘reality check’?
You have “abilities” do you not? All prey do, dew, due, n’est-ce pas? Look where you come from.
You look pretty enough, well . . . in this light, anyway.
Give us a twirl now.
Suck in your stomach. That’s a good girl. Give us a pout now. There you go.