Six flights up I smelled it. Faint at first and then gradually stronger - the eye-watering stench of fermented sugar. I felt like I was walking into a distillery, and that clued me in as to who we were visiting. [...] I'm still waiting for some brave soul to start marketing Gremlin Piss Schnapps.
Kelly MedingStalking
the dusty curio-aisles of
some crazy Asian market,
“Jezus,” you say
to your buddy,
“we should ask that dude
which aisle the fucking
Gremlins are on…
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