
I've got some assassin snails in my tanks.
I too yearn for a covered wagon. These guys
are new to the hobby, the old town aquarium
man with the rimmed glasses (they all have em),
deadpans. Buffalo ringed wonders. Black Lotus
and the Thunder rained peppersnacks upon
the pilgrims. Ringed and horned I might emphasize,
if I where a rhincoeros. All the streets I'll ever
speak with will be sequins in this sequence. Penguins.
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