Falls of the Hinterlands NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

 
Guillotina stared at Milton. His eyed were really hot hot pink. They were not as pretty as hers though. Guillotina supposed if she eas going to have company Milton was not bad. On an average day she was a 9 and standing next to Milton made her a 10. Milton was a good wingman like that. Guillotina decided she could have him around a while. 

of course Guillotina knew Milton wasn't good at much. That is why he almost drowned. It was not her fault he wasn't good at things. She was not his mother.

Guillotina didnt think smelling flowers was that cool. She hated pollen on her nose and inhaling bugs. Bugs could go die. She was sick of them and their six legs, always traipsing all over stuff like they owned the place with their dumb antennas and stupid hard exoskeleton. They didn't even taste good half the time. "IS that a euphemism?." guillotina asked. She didn't like it if he was playing coy. That was a job for someone who was pretty.  Like her. [/font]