again after like....seriously picking up old copies from heaps when I was like....8? For some of you in rough, ballpark historical terms that's pretty much right after Edison's electric light bulbs.
That and other scraps of radical subversive literature that obviously poisoned my mind from a very early age and made me the bent, illiterate, desperate criminal I am today. LOLs as if.
Hey I'm grown up now and no longer need my mom. I had selling her for drugs in mind. She's a great mom and I'm sure you will be very happy with her if you need one. Will send pics, serious inquiries only.
There is nothing strange about having a bar of soap in your right pocket, it's just what's happening.
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