Art gazed longingly
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Art gazed longingly
, sure that finally
true love might
find its way
, despite everything.
But
Art had not
considered the possible
effects of having
sixteen bulbous eyes
on intertwined stalks
gazing back into
the two eyes
in the centre
of his face.
But now that
he had succumbed
to the wiles
of the sexy
yet eight-limbed
alien Nigel, he
at last resolved
to get over
all of his
squeamishness concerning the
surplus appendages, and
just get busy.
"Wait, Art!" cried
his mother, Blart
Bama. "You can't
just up and
break God's Law
simply because you
like tentacular love
and all its
eldritch pleasures. You
have a duty
to pledge your
troth to some
proper tetrapod lifeform.
"
"Ah, gee whiz
, Ma. You know
that all the
cool kids are
partying with the
Tenties!"
"I suppose
that makes it
right, just because
your 'cool' friends
are doing it?"
"Pretty much, yeah."