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It's so sad.
When the highlights of your day.
Are the title of a short story.
And supermarket music.
But really.
They were.
Today sucked.
But they were playing.
Orchestral Totoro.
At the Asian Market.
And.
"Janice, Your Pie is Moldy."
Is the best.
Story title.
Of this whole class.
I think this may have been.
The high point.
Of my week.
Anyone have a spare chainsaw?
I have some useless body parts.
To saw off.
Namely.
All of them.