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Feb 22, 2005 18:49

I was promised glory. Rewards based off of my dreams,and temptations I have never experienced before, but found to my disappointment were short lived. I have been vanished to the basement for the past 2 days, ordered (begged) to clean in the "attentive" manner in which I would do. I complied. Though it was for the greater good,as we need a place for the washer and dryer. I donned the thick jeans and strapped on my trusty timberlands. I rocked the hair-wrap and used my respirator (I smoke, I don't need to breath in any other shit into my lungs), and it was all good.
Well folks, i got into it, I ripped, I tore, I dismantle, have I mentioned that I really am too old for this shit*ow*? I knocked out part of a dry-rotten chunk of basement style wall without planning too. Ohhh the woe, ohhh the mess, ohhhh the dust. I waved my hand trying to clear some air when I heard the familiar thump of Rammstein. Then I smelled it, the unmistakable twinge of clove cigarettes.
I panicked, dreading the absolute worse, but surely I was paranoid. I waved my hand again, but it fell off and landed next to my feet. bending over, my nose fell off. With my good hand, I held my nose out, no, I wasn't mistaken.

My vision didn't seem right, I could only see from one eye.

Standing in a leather corset, seductively drawing on the clove, my eyeball muttered out,"that's right love, the bitch is back"

I have leprosy again.
Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!

public acts of assery, living with leprosy

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