My Face Volcano

What if a volcano was simply an earth pimple that occasionally pops and people run away. And what if tiny people lived on my face and ran when whenever I popped a pimple and they burned whenever they touched my pimple lava.

What? I’m not drunk. You’re drunk. Okay, I’m drunk.

 

 

 

 

 

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