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I feel like singing bubbles.
No wait. The feeling's gone. Now I need to sleep. I've been bouncing around for too long. Even my sister & brothers thought I went insane.
Why weren't they worried, though? I mean, I'm their big sister! They should be worried if something's wrong with my brain!
No body loves me!
I'm going to kill them. I'm going to KILL THEM ALL! BUAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I shall feed them gasoline & an opened matchbox. 3shan yseer 3ndhom 7ar8a bel m3de.
I will make them have daily baths!
I will ban them from reading books! HAHAHAHAHAHA.
I will make them regret not caring about my sanity!
They shall die by means of boats! Boats will CONSUME THEIR BRAINS LIKE NOODLES!
Because boats like noodles, you know.
I don't like noodles, though.
Do lobsters like noodles?
No no! That makes no sense, duh. Why would lobsters like noodles. Gosh. That was so stupid. I mean, GROW A BRAIN.
Try not to grow it too much like noodles, though. You don't want Lobsters to eat your brains.
Boats, boats! I mean boats! not lobsters. Lobsters prefer penne rustica.
I like penne rustica.
me & those lobster have a very good chance to hit it off immediately! I mean, can't you feel the chemistry!
I smell the chemistry. It smells a bit better than biology, though. Especially that time when we had to take a test in front of dead sheep hearts & lungs. yes. If biology was a perfume, it wouldn't sell quiet as well as chemistry.
I'm so smart!
Don't you love my absolute smartassedry, lobsters? I'm a genius! No, no! not a genius! That's too normal these days! I'm something else! A total Sui Generis!
I'M MAYS!
All hail, yes yes.
No wait. The feeling's gone. Now I need to sleep. I've been bouncing around for too long. Even my sister & brothers thought I went insane.
Why weren't they worried, though? I mean, I'm their big sister! They should be worried if something's wrong with my brain!
No body loves me!
I'm going to kill them. I'm going to KILL THEM ALL! BUAHAHAHAHAHAHA
I shall feed them gasoline & an opened matchbox. 3shan yseer 3ndhom 7ar8a bel m3de.
I will make them have daily baths!
I will ban them from reading books! HAHAHAHAHAHA.
I will make them regret not caring about my sanity!
They shall die by means of boats! Boats will CONSUME THEIR BRAINS LIKE NOODLES!
Because boats like noodles, you know.
I don't like noodles, though.
Do lobsters like noodles?
No no! That makes no sense, duh. Why would lobsters like noodles. Gosh. That was so stupid. I mean, GROW A BRAIN.
Try not to grow it too much like noodles, though. You don't want Lobsters to eat your brains.
Boats, boats! I mean boats! not lobsters. Lobsters prefer penne rustica.
I like penne rustica.
me & those lobster have a very good chance to hit it off immediately! I mean, can't you feel the chemistry!
I smell the chemistry. It smells a bit better than biology, though. Especially that time when we had to take a test in front of dead sheep hearts & lungs. yes. If biology was a perfume, it wouldn't sell quiet as well as chemistry.
I'm so smart!
Don't you love my absolute smartassedry, lobsters? I'm a genius! No, no! not a genius! That's too normal these days! I'm something else! A total Sui Generis!
I'M MAYS!
All hail, yes yes.