A cricket bat!
Twelve years, and four psychiatrists!
Four?
I kept biting them!
Why?
They said you weren't real.
Twelve years, and four psychiatrists!
Four?
I kept biting them!
Why?
They said you weren't real.
Tuesday, July 05
How Windy Is It?
It's so windy, a light bulb just popped out of the ceiling.
No, really.
It's so windy, a light bulb just popped out of the ceiling.
No, really.
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