
Let's pretend, though that this is utterly true. Right now I am smoking the stickiest of the icky and the ickiest of the sticky. It's 1:35 am. I'm getting kinda mesmerised by all this baby-cutely-ness...

Anyway, I thought I had some shit to say, because I was getting bored of watching heckler videos and George A. Romero interviews on Youtube. Then my mind went blank here and now it just feels awkward with everyone staring at me. Waiting, hanging on my...
Pussy fart.
Yeah, I said it.
And you knew it was coming.
Short term memory loss brought on by the chuffing of the peeba, or brain freeze from downing a pint of Ben and Jerry's Chubby Hubby?
Or a combination of the two?
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