Irrelevant Thoughts
All I Can Take
2009-07-22All I Can Take
You know, sometimes I feel like taking off all of my clothes and running down the middle of 20th Street, flapping my arms and barking like a deranged Chihuahua until they come and take me to that special white room where they give you special medicine and speak to you slowly in hypnotic even tones.
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