thats going to be the title of my third album, right there. fuckin A. i have a nice little plastic container of motts apple juice at hand, frosty-cold, a deck of camel lights about half full (hey i didnt say half EMPTY, will wonders never cease annmarie has turned optimist god works in mysterious ways hallelujah pass the mustard) and i am running
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read mine, now.
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