Monday, June 1, 2009

DO IT YE PANSY

I haven't gone crazy, my wife isn't dead. I don't have a wife, so she can't be dead. My hair is falling out, but only because I pull it. I will name my seventh child Pointmore, so that he can turn everything inside out. Everything I like, I've been told to like. Everything I do, I've been told to do. The picture outside my window is beautiful, at least that's what they tell me. Puzzles aren't even that fun.

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