A Meaty Dilemna
When Meat barged through my front door this morning, I knew he was having an existential crises. He didn't, but I did.
Is there a buzzing in your ear? That'd be the thought police.
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Is there a buzzing in your ear? That'd be the thought police. |
Every now and then sheer stupidity smacks you like a stale wet bar towel. They don't come staler than the towels on the Florida coast. |
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