How did the squirrel get purple, did it gorge on blackberries and then decadently roll about in the left over blackberries until it was dyed completely purple? :)
How did the squirrel get purple, did it gorge on blackberries and then decadently roll about in the left over blackberries until it was dyed completely purple? :)
LSD is the answer.
Lickalicious Sticky Dumpleberries?
Hahah psychedelic squeezy squirrel
Hahaha thumbs up! Is it offering me a peyote?
No. He's just staring at you long and hard right in the eye, seeing into the depths of your soul, seeing your every dark little secret and fear that you keep hidden from the superficial world, the banal flotsam and jetson of your everyday interactions. He's telepathically conversing with your past life personas and talking with them about the you of the here and now, about your progress with your mission in this life. He is judging you. He is the purple squirrel!
Ok then..in this case, I think I'm officially fucked.
lol - BEWARE THE PURPLE SQUIRREL!
Could be :) That is your story to write. Or you could try today's prompt https://steemit.com/freewrite/@mariannewest/day-20-5-minute-freewrite-prompt-red
Hahaha nice idea