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so, its quite early here at chris barries house, and im on brians computer. he told me not to, but i got sick of making my puzzle so i did anyway. im hungry. i was once tired, but im not anymore. i have awoken from my somber state of mind. my eyelids were once heavy but they are now light again. i wish i could move the bag of chips with my mind. like silent bob. that would rock the hizzouse. i just hit nate with a roll of tape. twice in one throw. cool, no? my hand feels shaky, but it is not in the least. chasing after geese is funny in the mud. im good at sneezing. thats what chris told me. we are the last remaining survivors to the plague of exaustion. we have 200 couches where you can sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight, sleep tonight...
