Newly hatched marshmallow confections that migrate to the shores of the Delaware Bay where they are eaten by gulls.
Let's drive to Slaughter Beach and rescue some peeps.
The opposite of youth.
When I dozed off at 9:30 on Saturday night I realized my youth was gone and my oldth was here to stay.
A short-lived 80s body modification trend whereby fecal material was injected under the skin to raise (depending on your POV) either hideous pustules or aesthetically pleasing blebs.
Opal told me "Shit-blistered balls are wonderful to behold."
The Afterlife, including the Waiting Room of the Warehouse for the Pre-Dead.
We crossed the Chestertown Bridge and entered The Afterlife, abandoning all hope of finding a decent restaurant.