On a Wave of Mutilation...

[porcupinemattie]

As much as I have tried to avert my horrid mind from a collision course of disaster, it appears imminent and dangerously cosmic. My horoscope alerted me to something called veraison, which refers to the unpredictable ripening of grapes, and it makes me wonder about the events that will spur my own ultra-ripening. That sounds too much like a

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[delzinko]

I had a strange vision of your kidneys colliding with grape-sized meteorites in the beautiful countryside of Poitou-Charentes, France. That would be pretty cataclysmic.

[porcupinemattie]

I imagine something of that sort as well. Except not with meteorites, but cavemen from thousands of years ago who want their initial designs back. For some reason they're hiding out in France, planning a hostile takeover in order to rid the world of those hideous design flaws they enacted so long ago.