Time....15 min Worth
I bored, and sick to death of bullshit artists, I want to go back home, but gads. Like I want to spend another day in jail. I watch Dwane, and get sick to my stomac, I feel that "Ohh Gadddd!! It's fucking JAIL MAN!", again. So I take a mental eraser, and drink a pot of coffee, smoke half a pack of smokes, and feel... Ohh sooo Much Better!!. Yeap... Better living through chemistry..... How could I ever feel anxious? I mean... It wouldn't be any big deal if I went to jail for a year? Haaaaammmm..... How lovely.
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