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I am completely failing at both reading comprehension and typing today.
suicide is my only recourse.
at least, it would be if I wasn't having such a good day; a good day playing the drums like Steve ShellEy with a cock-knee accent.
[edit]I've thought about it some more, and I truly think that my problem today is happiness. typically, I'm not afflicted by it, but money seems to be raining from the sky today. I hope this helps...blah..blah...blah. I'll see you next year.[/edit]
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