Every minute spent in this self-loathing misery takes me but one step closer to the almighty Bob. Once there, I shall be met with a bottle of Wild Turkey, and listen to a stereo playing nothing but Black Sabbath's "Into the Void". Why? I don't really know. Just a feeling. Delusions of grandeur are rampant when it comes to multiple sleepless nights
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