I am made of stress, sore muscles, stress, misanthropy, nightmares, stress, and angered ovaries. (Why do ovaries punish you for not getting knocked up? IT'S A GOOD THING, OVARIES, IT'S KEEPING YOU EMPLOYED INSTEAD OF PLUGGING YOU UP FOR NINE MONTHS. Lazy bastards.) Looks like a job for Bartles & Jaymes! (Shut up.)
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