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i'm always rather frightened whenever my sister gives me leftover food from lunch.
it usually means it's not any good.
*prods the room-temperature potato salad with a spork*
and fuck me, for some reason i've got "another night another dream"
stuck in my head, but whenever it gets around to "love so true"
my brain swaps it out for "love satrue." i'm going to stab myself
in the eye with this thing if this keeps up....
the Satrue are obviously making their big comeback and are starting with brain-washing
those who know too much...
*brandishes the spork at the potato ninjas*
it usually means it's not any good.
*prods the room-temperature potato salad with a spork*
and fuck me, for some reason i've got "another night another dream"
stuck in my head, but whenever it gets around to "love so true"
my brain swaps it out for "love satrue." i'm going to stab myself
in the eye with this thing if this keeps up....
the Satrue are obviously making their big comeback and are starting with brain-washing
those who know too much...
*brandishes the spork at the potato ninjas*