yo, so you may recall the story that came very close to walking and talking like a web of me failing to get josh's cockatiel back in its cage, causing me to miss a 5th birthday party. she outplayed me for more than an hour.
then I was hell of late to a farewell drinks cause I couldn't get the rat back in its cage. really smelly, right, but true. now the damn bird is kicking my ass. in its cage, it chirps every time I wince as the underside of my arm touches the audio cable outta my pc to the stereo right where she bit out a fuck-off chunk, leaving the copper clearly exposed.
clown school all the way to the bus stop (that goes straight to school).
p.s. note the rat is actioning in the story.
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God, when did you write that? That's even less comprehensible than usual. Get your gyroscopes in order, boy!
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