Tie me to the radiator - the meds just kicked in and i thought of stealing SSN's and DOB's and names for every reason you can imagine - damn i almost posted song lyrics right there - glad i didn't i can hang through it not gonna lose touch lets go get some. don't lose touch.
my teeth hurt, i am fighting not taking more than the rationed out orange, i will not dope fiend out. i am a walking talking pez dispenser for neuropathic pain killers that grow eyes and vaguely english tongues. they want out of their bottles and into my brain. i ain't gonna and they know it they call me weak and i puff up, i will show em, i will show all of them. this is gonna get nuts. i envsion tesla type madness eminating and ruminating from me.
what i want is real, i want truth whatever comes. One give me what you give me; rose or snake, bread or stone. Lion or Lamb.
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hang on.
Between the two of us there may be one sane person.
I'm sure there is.
imagine the money we can make on him renting him out to the circus while the one crafty devil side of us deals in the back streets and alley ways of life!
OI think you may be onto something.
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