[FONT="Book Antiqua"]Everyone,
In the wee hours of the night and morning I find myself foundling ideas that seem to just ebb like the tides. I sit on my bed just staring at my one eyed bat Charlie and say "Why oh why do these nonsensical things haunt me so?" To Charlies reply he just shakes his head and hisses at me. "But Charlie.." I say, "I washed your back and spread peanut butter on your toes why are you so angry?"
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