The stuff going on a such a drag that I have been looking for distractions, taking a cue from my brother Pepto. I've been cultivating my inner pervert. Now, unlike Pepto, I still would never put Vasoline on my face and peer into retirment home windows, but truth be told, my bedding is starting to look like an old abandoned air field where large flightless birds congrigate.
You might think, "What about your girl Caffeine, she shouldn't have to sleep in that mess." Well she is the love of my life, but she has her own room and bed.
She gets off work at the same time I start work so I still have no idea how she got pregnant. It sure better be a clown baby!
JEESUS
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