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i find myself with sizzyechuan again and a somewhat more organized mind (just a small somewhat, mind you). then it circumnavigated my dome: why use lotion, when god gave us mackrel? this profound logical connection has stirred up deep feelings from within me, but i'm not exactly sure what it means. the szeuchacuan is not telling me, and i just splashed it anyways. thank goodness it did not get on my computing machine!! there is a house with snow in the background. it looks like a pleasant enough place to live. maybe i will spot it on my travels next week. i would knock on the door and be like, hey ya, i saw your house on riced out yugo. then they'd call the cops. not everyone appreciates the yugo.
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