my barn doesn't even have a door, should i wish to shut it ( the thought crosses my mind ) but in briefs. ( snort, not even fucking funny ) ah yes, why have a door if you don't want to use it; why bother with that whole open/shut problem? i mean, who can make up their mind these days anyway? isn't that the postmodern triumph of blame avoidance, please sir, can i have some adult ADD, throw in the hyper for weight control and we're off to the moon, how happy a trip...please write. what? you can't? haha ah haah ahha ---- choo , perhaps some nonsedating antihistamine bought at the 24hour SDM. purple or red, caplets or gelcaps, pills or liquid, 50's or 25's, do you even have a fucking CLUE what you are putting in to your body?
does it hurt. much.
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call IT! 11:20pm, the green flat line doesn't warrant the blue code name.
i want a dot.
uhcwzixo, i bear thy cross of word validation
with clay glee!
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