There's no other way to say it … the office reverberates …
The heat is back! The wrist soreness was a precursor to the return of the velociraptor!
94 miles per fucking hour over and over?
A full frontal flummoxing!
Petey, you know it's because of you the my hair won't stop moaning, that you've got everything that makes my blood reach out for you through these cracked Boston nights …
Petey just needs the summer heat to dish the high heat.
Bring on the gangbang weather! Bring on sac sagging weather!
Circle's "hair moaning" speech is inspired by the Lyn Lifishin poem "With Your Name Leaking Down My Skin."