oh lord, it's the hashed weekly wednesdays coming to visit me for a semester

other people are a "problem area" for me. i can't really say i've lovingly fixed them up dinner in a while. meanwhile, every time you clam up, an angel loses its wings. something grows a ponytail that really shouldn't.

ride the wave until you just can't anymore. Rest on me while i'm sneezing. i starts at 0.

what else do you have in store for me? what form have you taken? -eth. i'm watching you so you can't scream in my ear unannounced. uh oh, it looks like *somebody's* got the mumps and doesn't want to tell anyone else about it. ahh shuddup guise... yew know my learning's ain't too good...

what is there to even express at this point? no thank you, i wasn't developed by the u.s. government... i was enveloped by them. en-valliope. an instrument that you mail to a lover.

make sure to cut out any notable newspaper ads for me and stick them in the folder while i'm gone. thanks love. what is there to hold but held itself?

what was that song?
well, you funked up mikey's "harsh-mellow" impression...
i need my laughingsalts

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