About Me:

The crowd’s murmurs quieted as the house lights

went down. With bated breath and

thumping hearts,

they waited for the show to start.

A melodic guitar riff echoed

across the stage,

the curtain slowly

drawn back to reveal nothing

but darkness. And then, the spotlight.

TailsDrawsJunk draws junk.

Sometimes that junk is robots.

Sometimes it’s really big and toothy monsters.

But no matter what, it’s gay.

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