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Choral - Brown Paper Tickets - The fair-trade ticketing company - 1991 Drama Desk Award for Outstanding of a Musical NOMINEE! 1991 Drama March 29, 2020 3:30 PM - March 29, 2020 5:30 PM Fox

I grew up on an with glass beads instead of sand. When the tide rose, eyeless dolls washed upon the shore. Every night they came to life, scrabbling on their plastic knees, looking for beads to fit their empty sockets. I'm glad I don't live there anymore.

Every decade another of hot air covered the planet. Mutating DNA, and causing many deaths. Survivors refused to leave the . They thought evolution on steroids would propel them to the future. All it did was trap, and kill, them.

The ivory breezes on the of levitating badgers are all What? Raising their tiny paws, they call a barking owl forth from a sour sea I know it's day 15 of quarantine but you're sounding quite mad Aw, aren't you a badger

Jormungand the Midgard serpent, sòn of Loki, was hurled into the ocean of Midgard by Odin. The serpent grew so big that he finally encircled all the 's of mankind's world and bit his own tail.

Would that had not washed up on that curs'd . E'en now the Professor's sick experiments haunt me. Father of foul chimeras and hybrids from the Devil's own rectum that he was. PB and mayo? Beetroot upon a hamburger? A blight on him.

Delegation of village officials arrive at the latest island to pop up out of nowhere…

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