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Everything about what knox last said makes me tickle inside. And dead-air. I hate that I'm licking the anal coin slot, but it's oh so rare that I get overwhelmed with that feeling of really getting what someone is saying. Usually it goes "nsysh nyesush mnpwhan" and I say "yeah hahahahahah, hohohohohohho, hehehehehehe, hahahaha" and so on.
As for me, my brain is a dried up meatball clankin' around in a metal bowl. I seek outside juice and refreshement, but whenever I try to research something or go with my instinct, I just cant seem to follow along...more clanking ensues, driving me frustratingly crazy.
BTW hye, phoenix, lady.
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