Ayyy lmao

Remy is life.



A quick poem:
Across digital fields, across the dusty domains
'twas a lad named Depressed Astronaut among the fair thains.
His purple paint thus grew, not by might of the sword
but by desires of purple, some shrewd & some bored.
With his mighty scout he crushed wicked men
banished them thus, all of them and their ken
To this a song of such greatness is wrote
Though I have yet to pen but a note
The songs that we hear are the praise of the land!
"It's a purple thang, you wouldn't understand"
- Written by Rooty Tooty Point and Shooty