Drat. Brief T-Storm. That means I have to pay more taxes to the corrupt philandering Martin O'Malley. He's using spy satellites to assess my property even now. No really. It's not the paranoid delusion getting beamed through my Mad-Maxian colander headgear that makes me say that, he is actually using spy satellites. Rain.
Progress!
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After three days out sick and dizzy, I managed to bathe and visit the
grocer's this afternoon. Hooray, me! It wasn't a very dramatic cold but
it kno...
3 hours ago


1 comment:
This would be funny if it weren't so depressing.
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