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My life is a study in absurdity and hilarity. Nothing makes sense. Last night I slept on a couch with my friend Matt because my other friend Alex wanted to get a piece and he stole Matt's bed. Why did I not just come home, you ask? Because I promised Alex I wouldn't leave without him. not knowing that he would refuse to leave until 4 AM and then fall into a deep, impenetrable sleep.
Oi.
Oi.