Oh my god! I am turning into a giant robot that hides in the shape of a industrial sewing machine by day. You can call me Laurenmus Prime. One shall stand and one shall fall. As I fight to save your world from the Frumpicons. Our war, your world.

Summer courses at school have been inhibiting my plans of extending my line this summer. Nothing to fret though because these courses end in less than a week, and mark my words, Frumpicons, by September I will have up at least one new outfit per human gender up.

And one of these days I will get off my fashionable booty and get some Nerve Damage Tees up on the site. I have been too busy maintaining my hair color.

Until then, Don't Stop Believing! I am getting on that midnight train to N E WEAR! Although we are worlds apart, much like myself, you are more than meets eye!

Gimme back my damn cube
-Laurenmus Prime

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