Perous Secret Diary - Keep Out

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fish dont like you

i'm having really intense, seemingly long-lasting and cinematic, vivid dreams here.

last night, part of my dream featured a rapid track into an ECU of a girl i know called florence.

with a sinister look and in a frightening, calm voice, she simply said, 'fish...don't...like...you'.

i've got nothing against fish.
what does it mean?

i amused myself greatly today, by shouting from the sea, where me and maximum were collecting things, to mrs.perou and z (who were on the beach), 'MY POOR SON HAS CRABS...MY SON HAS CRABS!'
(we'd found ourselves several hermit crabs)

the posh-er people holidaying with us were unamused.
HA!

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