i have to be incredibly reasonable. it's the only way really. i have no magic. my hands are just made of hand materials. not even high-quality hand materials. they had a sale, i took what i could. i had no hands at the time so it made things slow.
it turns out, i am not a cat person. it's okay, the shelter has a return policy. in the meantime, we've constructed nets of wire and hung pictures of chicken intestines. i think we can safely assume things are going to shape up round here.
another joke is gonna die in this world. it's okay, i was having difficulty laughing with you anymore anyway.
it turns out, i am not a cat person. it's okay, the shelter has a return policy. in the meantime, we've constructed nets of wire and hung pictures of chicken intestines. i think we can safely assume things are going to shape up round here.
another joke is gonna die in this world. it's okay, i was having difficulty laughing with you anymore anyway.
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