Hi, I'm Jonathan Marymoor.
My friends just call me Drainy.
I foretold the blood red future which was certain to come. My neighbour Pete really didn't appreciate that since he's stuck all-the-way-upTM and sincerely just hoped for the floor to rise to our level. But that didn't happen, we already know that. Now Pete will have to stay HODLing on and endure the masacre.
I know @fraenk told you about Pete's "frozen gasp" a few weeks ago. Yeah, don't listen to that dude, he obviously has nooo idea what he's talking about. Talking about a frozen gasp... pffft!
I'm not able to talk much anymore. I've been stuck like this for days now, the best I can get out is a mumble. Despite the wonderful winter sun it might take a while before the beautiful green tones of spring will make my words flow freely again.
And so I'll just stay here on level three of this concrete monster in the middle of town to wait for warmer days. Well, I'll gladly stay here anyways... but I can still always be hopeful for things running more smoothly very soon.
P.S.: Check the comments for a variation of Jonathan, and maybe you can let me know which one YOU like most.
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