Going out for our late anniversary meal, excuse me whilst I order the most expensive steak on the menu :3
But to put that another way, the ground was so solidly packed with the interlocked skeletons of 17th-century victims of the Great Plague that the Tube’s 19th-century excavation teams couldn’t even hack their way through them all. The Tube thus had to swerve to the side along a subterranean detour in order to avoid this huge congested knot of skulls, ribs, legs, and arms tangled in the soil—an artificial geology made of people, caught in the throat of greater London."
i read shit like this and think what could my imagination possibly have to add
like how do i write something about london that’s weirder than london already is?
meanwhile, in England…
hahaha Daryl does the same to a tv too, and ends up growling and gnawing at an edge of it or laptop or anything from stress. Man I can’t imagine any furniture in their home doesn’t have Daryl’s bite marks!