Jewelry, Dom Perignon, and the Moist Towlette of Forgiveness

It's the end of the school year, so i find myself writing essays on such things as the true nature of beauty, which leaves just the smallest pang of unfulfillment.

Not to be confused with the pong of unfulfillment. which happened in the 70s
But let's not pour salt on that slug.
Instead let's offer up the moist towelette of forgiveness.
And I will show you my newest DADA.

Only with the shared vision of Jillbert the Co-worker
and the grace of this college's latest loss,
was it made possible
for me to now break a bottle of pixelated Champagne
against the Hull of our latest Etsy store.


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