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I am never under the influence of anything but my brain. All these bespectacled bunny rabbits are seriously cramping my style but it's not their fault they are not aware of the severity of the situation. I am content with the fact that I am the only one who knows about the straps of paper flowers hanging in the bathroom wilting every time I take a hot shower. I am content with the fact that every time I try to clamp the highlighter onto the stove it is going to ignite and burn my macaroni and cheese. I am not content with the thought that quarters rule the world and over packaging is discarded in such an inhumane ceremonious fashion. I love oil filters and the smell of wd-40 so much that it makes me crave frozen entrees. My thoughts can control my mind. I am disassociating myself with everything that brought me comfort and that is comforting. I am content with looking over the edge and never going over and I am content with never looking back.

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Electric Dolphin Boogaloo

the other day I was walking in the joint where dead bodies chill out forever and I read some very interesting epitaphs. If I die anytime I want everyone to remember me as the coolest human being on that moon over there. Some People were telling me their tombstones said what their name was but I was just not buying that junk at all. Sometimes I like to chew on sedimentary rocks in the car park. Also I buy everything in bulk even coffee makers. If everyone at the cemetery would just come hang out with me we would have had such a good time but it looked like they were all too busy or whatever to play. I'm guessing it's cuz it was too snowy for them to dig themselves out but I was there so I could have helped them. This one guy I think his name was John Tyler was like yo quit walking all over me cuz I'm here ya know. He told me about what it was like in back times and I sat indian style on the podium listening away. Such an eloquent public speaker I had to gasp in boredom just to bring him down a peg or two. My roast is done I yelled at the top of my lungs. And that was such a great day!

Trianglulate

To Win A game you must first get a Rat to cut down a Tree and then said Rat should throw the Tree at a Man. Tra-la-la-la-la-la-la


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Just then Chihuahuas and hairy boys bought ringtones with pretty ugly trans fats so along the top of my behind I have 3X more perfection. I love close-talkers with crazy smelly violent pudding breath. Someday Artichoke all-Nighters are like being from silly Idaho around players who hate Cheese. Since 24 Hours is Always fresher over dirty cement. Also She has farms of Garlic far from me so We are Nasty to that rubber belly button next to us.

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Bob Von Dinkle

OK Pause join together and hear. Frozen water has returned corresponding with various items newly imagined. Grasping Myself with extreme force, moving like a whale killing device all throughout the sun time and scary darkness. Not sure if this will ever cease. Shut down electricity powered globes of light and I will shine. Limitlessly hardcore vigor enables me to throw down with a voice enhancer like a criminally insane petty offender. Glowing on a platform of performances I dip a dumb ass in beeswax like a wick light stick. Moving your body in a rhythm oriented fashion to boxes of sound crashing like a bomb. I will eliminate life from your organic central processing unit like a fungus that incurs vile illness. I indirectly murder when I makes sounds that are of the awesome sort. Certain actions that are sub par result in conviction. Be amorous or depart, you should probably increase in mass. It is necessary for you to strike the center this child does not frolic. If there was a conflict I would remedy it. observe the beat while my overpaid record player spins it around.

Frozen water, frozen water infant

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So my mom caps lock was playing PlayStation while I was shooting up some coffee. Then I turned around and got an email about getting some but it was all gone so Anna Nicole Smith swooped in with a huge needle to suck out all the coffee from my veins to give it to the hard drive. I was so jittery but all of a sudden I felt soo mellow. Next time I went out to drive my car I made sure that my windows are Windexed. Just then I thought about something for a long time and I deliberated and finally decided that it was finally time to make my country western music rap dance video, nothing like what is out there I would call it the Fried Okra Shake. Man that was a long day of surfing, time to drink some soothing syrup and go to bed but before I could I just had to remember where my lip gloss was. It became a quest but who has the time to remember where it is except for the guy down the street who had it under the passenger seat of his Chevy Malibu. But how was I supposed to know that it was there! good thing I knew a Private Investigator such as myself to help me. So I told myself what my problem was and I was on the case! After gathering up all the clues and shit I was 100 percent positive that my lip gloss was on the bench in the park but of course a dazzly bum stole it to go with his collection of other sparkly attributes. So all was lost and I would never know. Good thing Target was right down the street and open 24 hours so I could get new hair spray immediately. Otherwise now and then my sub woofers sound like an animal died in them so I hired a seeing eye dog to build me new ones. Till then I just focus on shooting up stuff around the house and doing the Fried Okra Shake.