We are the fat stickees.
Sticky fatness in it's very essence.
We rule Chico by default.
We run with it.
We rock the mullet (upon occasion).
We fly the flannel (when weather permits).
We be here now.
You be here now too O.K.?
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I'd like to meet:
Thee Ancient Ones who creep through the primordial stickeeness, fattened by their gorging on the rotting remains of Those Who Came Before.