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This is totally appropriate for my state of mind.
my life:
Eat pork and gravy, and extra hot sauce, and chocolate peanut clusters, and lots of coffee and diet coke, and cotton candy.
Get in a tilt-a-whirl with a fifty pound bag of potatoes on your lap, and two big fat smelly guys by your sides.
Get in a long phone conversation where all interactions involve someone complaining, and blaming their misery on you. Feel compelled to stay on the phone.
Spin.
Do you have that beleaguered, disoriented, nauseated, burdensome feeling yet? OK that's it then.
Four hours in the emergency room after a long day at work doesn't help any. No serious injury or illness, so more aggravating than worrisome. Just a very old person who can't help it and decided to call 911 to help get off the floor.
Yeah real funny. Just wait 60 or 70 years until it happens to you.
( the monkey attitude always wins )
This is totally appropriate for my state of mind.
my life:
Eat pork and gravy, and extra hot sauce, and chocolate peanut clusters, and lots of coffee and diet coke, and cotton candy.
Get in a tilt-a-whirl with a fifty pound bag of potatoes on your lap, and two big fat smelly guys by your sides.
Get in a long phone conversation where all interactions involve someone complaining, and blaming their misery on you. Feel compelled to stay on the phone.
Spin.
Do you have that beleaguered, disoriented, nauseated, burdensome feeling yet? OK that's it then.
Four hours in the emergency room after a long day at work doesn't help any. No serious injury or illness, so more aggravating than worrisome. Just a very old person who can't help it and decided to call 911 to help get off the floor.
Yeah real funny. Just wait 60 or 70 years until it happens to you.
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