where hypotheses come to die (madman101) wrote,
where hypotheses come to die

RECOMMENDED READING: A Sense of Finality, Part 2

I've had three cups of fermented grape juice and I am buzzing and yet I scootered out of the house wearing hot no-nonsense shades and yet whilst waiting at a corner a car drives by and someone inside calls my name. I don't know what they are thinking but that is NOT what I want... Here is my offering for today...

Fight this now, though it seems we have lost.
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