The Bigot Approximation of a Shrug

Last time reef checked messages from ma, must have been a couple billion years earlier. He'd been sending her up dates, mostly memory packs of their most audacious rides. Mom appeared in a long white robe over a body reef always thought of as elephantish. She didn't have tusks, but the trunk like appendage that hung off the front of her massive head always made him expect her to trumpet. Mam snorted a line, closed her eyes and settled back into the tub. All i know is, before we run out of super novers, i want a first ride.