10.5.06

First Jazz, next...

Sounds like some dancing lesson or some such ill advised hobby.

But I should pick up something to do; playing with knives and getting drunk every weekend is hardly a noble pursuit.

However fun it may be.

If you ever hear two Chinese people speaking in their native language about how they need to score some weed at uni, laugh, I did.

Maternal breeding sac day poem for the woman who took it upon herself to propagate her gametes in the form of three human offspring:

Today has become,
Doughnut bacon surprise cake,
happy mother's day.

If I were female, I would just have my eggs surgically removed and buried under a tree

Bah, humbug

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