"The World's Slowest Drag Queen" has taken the next big step. I now have acrylic nails. All of them. For a while it was just the red, but I've gone all the way. They're clicking as I type. They are beautiful. They are strong. They are weapons that I can take on the airplane. I feel bionic. They aren't all red, that's still just one, but they aren't quite human color either. This is the future. But, more amazing. I brought Teller and Jonesy along with me. To a little immigrant place by the airport. All three of us got it done. Jonesy tried to record an album and the clicking of his fingernails ruined the session, so, he's getting them filed down (but not removed). Teller isn't sure. Man, it feels weird, but I can do card tricks, I can type. I have to check out how they are for bass, and well, you know, a few other things, but I think I'm swinging with them. So there.

Penn

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