What the hell was todays plan. There was this slow feeling floading in the area. Everyone felt tired and numb. Then suddenly i felt an urgent need for some action. At that wery moment some weird flippers were at this local worm-farm, drinkin beer and spitting in a row. That was not truly my business but still i thoughed that there was still some hope left for my sick and twisted mind. As i kept on drouning in to my mind i realised that i am healthy and felt perfect. Must be something i ate.
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