So there's the teeniest tiniest chance I might get shot tomorrow. I'm not terribly worried, they have cops everywhere, but you never really know, right?
If that is the case and I do get shot, I just want everyone to know that you're all mooks and I love you for it.
You'd think being unemployed with nothing to do all day I'd have more time. But I don't. Course, that might make you think I'm being productive. I'm not. What have I done with my life lately? Jack all. Yay for laziness
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