Pottery that's in a constant state of existential dread would be such a downer.
"How are the turnips doing?"
"Does it even matter?"
Pottery that's in a constant state of existential dread would be such a downer.
"How are the turnips doing?"
"Does it even matter?"
I LOVE IT! I want one! XD
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