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My back hurts... neck and shoulders as well. My ass sings the Star Wars theme every time I carry a box of books down the stairs.
I've lost my dolly. How does one lose a dolly in a small, cramped apartment like mine? Did I, on some drinking stupor, run the dolly off into the Lake? Christ. (A dolly is a thing where you can stack up boxes and roll them anywhere you please)
I've found old manuscripts from several years ago, right underneath boxes I hadn't opened in two years - I didn't know whether to feel pride or disgust.
I got locked out once, trying to move stuff into my car. Waited and waited for someone to come in or out of the place. An hour rolls by and some lady comes strutted down the sidewalk, ass wide, lips smeared in gloss, and she refused to let me in. Shouted Spanish at me and shifted her hips to keep me out...nice try.
I need a drink.
More boxes to go.
More muscles blackmailing me... telling me that they will fall apart if I keep moving stuff.
I need some soft, woman hands, drenched in rose pedaled water, rubbing fantastic circles into my neck...NOW.
I've lost my dolly. How does one lose a dolly in a small, cramped apartment like mine? Did I, on some drinking stupor, run the dolly off into the Lake? Christ. (A dolly is a thing where you can stack up boxes and roll them anywhere you please)
I've found old manuscripts from several years ago, right underneath boxes I hadn't opened in two years - I didn't know whether to feel pride or disgust.
I got locked out once, trying to move stuff into my car. Waited and waited for someone to come in or out of the place. An hour rolls by and some lady comes strutted down the sidewalk, ass wide, lips smeared in gloss, and she refused to let me in. Shouted Spanish at me and shifted her hips to keep me out...nice try.
I need a drink.
More boxes to go.
More muscles blackmailing me... telling me that they will fall apart if I keep moving stuff.
I need some soft, woman hands, drenched in rose pedaled water, rubbing fantastic circles into my neck...NOW.