the mass of stitches were removed from my brain and i am ready for the cerebral cortex journey to my younger days growing up listening to Genesis with headphones and eating massive amounts of young twat as they wander aimlessly through the dark halls of my dingy apartment in New Jersey that wreacked of boardwalk pizza and cuppi dolls.
Er, shouldn’t that be “reeked of” and “kewpie dolls”?
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