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School was tomorrow, but it never really was. Regardless, I daresay that I have a mild case of the pussyfeathers, which is a bit silly, don’t you think? REDACTOS has taken all the magic out of life. Drink yourself happy. This is poppycock, just bitch the pot ‘lready chuckaboo. This room is very “butter on the bacon”…Yep, quite dazzlin’ ain’t she lad? My general non-gigglemugness should attest to the opposite of that. Some caramel-coated pills [Valencia market type specifically], may make this all a bit more dandy, I daresay…?
I look like Jimmy Kimmel, Barnett Newman, Uncle Ben[’s] and Cardi B’s freshly squeezed rice particles fused together on a coffee table, swishing and swimming around atop a small, zipped-up plastic back shoved up Mr. Bean’s stretchy, stinky funny bone armpits on a fine Easter morning’s brunch, the specific brunch of which being Charles II of England’s non-vegan rice puffs and pesto-mozzarella cheesy black bean patties, on sawdust ciabatta for the Chinese lasses like Charles THE FREAKING SECOND OF SCOTSBURN DAIRY (ew), of maybe-a-bit-obvious courseish, err, specific.
Charles II of England ruined my VeganGains career when he dropped the litty fine catchy tune “злaмaний cиcтeмa” on Spotify on Easter but got sued by the…damn Turkey why you gotta do my bros the Kurds so damn DIRTY, I ought to eat you for that on Thanksgiving, even though I don’t eat meat, whether from animals or fat, SUCCulent locations THAT ARE JUST SILLY BIRDS.
