In the meantime, I will share with you about one of my favourite things.
Here's the deal with my thing:
-It is LOVELY
-It is hard and SMOOOOOOOOOTH
-It is juicy inside, but the wet stuff only comes out on command
-Using it causes inspiration to sing though my veins and flow out through my fingertips.
-If you touch it ("you" general you, not you personally, or maybe you personally, I haven't decided yet) I will kill you. I'm not a violent person, but I will. If you call me Francis -- wait, no that's not right
Remember "Nobody touch him! He's MINE!!" But you can look.
I have no idea where to get another. I think GuTTer MuNKi* bought this one at an airport. If you can tell me where to buy more, I will love you forever. Not that I don't already. It says "Pentel" and
After surfing all the Montblanc pics, my pen is feeling a little bummed that it doesn't have a spiffy name like "Scenium" or "Starwalker" or "Greta Garbo," so I will gladly entertain swanky-sounding names for my favouritest writing instrument.
*This one is safe, Egan. I promise.