In the end, we're just animals tripping out and acting strange
I am back from the morning's dentist, I am back from the afternoon's doctor, I have a second booster in my shoulder: I am going to nap. I have been medically instructed to de-stress. Anyone got a spare million and a small island in the North Atlantic? I aten't dead.

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Thank you!
By way of comic-relief chaser, have you already read GallusRostroMegalus's story about The 1969 Easter Mass Debacle? I laughed so hard I couldn't read it out loud.
I had not! I read it out loud to my mother! It was Eye of Argon difficult! Thank you.