February 4, 2023

The mother-load has arrived

I feel like someone in one of those old Skittles commercials, where they were in a foggy meadow and they lifted up a rock or something and then skittles started falling from the heavens and they were happy. But in this case, the skittles are Montana paint, and they aren’t falling from the sky because it would probably kill me. But look at all those pretty colors…

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