LAST NIGHT WHEN I BE LAYING STILL ON A CLEAN SPOT OF FLOOR I HAD A THINKING DREAM ABOUT A WIG LIKE THE KIND ON THE DOLLAR MAN. I DON’T KNOW WHAT STUPID MONSTERS LIKE ON THEIR HEADS BUT I AM LIKING HELMETS AND COWBOY HATS BUT WIGS NO WAY. I DON’T WANT TO HAVE TO FEED THE WIG OR WALK IT PLACES AROUND THE APARTMENT. I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT WIGS EAT.
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They die!! and then you don't have a wig anymore.
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