I'm traveling around England and my camera is stuck on the 25th exposure.
I'm riding on the Magic Buss with a bunch of hippies. We end up way ut in the middle of nowhere.
I'm at work and I was supposed to write an essay about myself. Someone asks how fresh the ketchup is. "Steve Noxon brought it." I said there was some old stuff but it was thrown out. If you're going to puke, do it in the corner where Steve sits.
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