Tuesday, January 08, 2013
Thousand: Nine Hundred Eighty-Seven
No doubt we’ll recognize it, having never been there before. I hope there’s a mattress. I don’t know about you but I’m ready for a good lie down. The crocodiles were just the icing on the cake with the cake being death. It isn’t easy to eat. You want to have your cake and eat it, too. You know that saying, right? I’ve never understood it. What’s the point of cake if not eating it? Somebody explained it to me once and I kinda got it. But I forgot. I’m so over cake. If I have to die never understanding,
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