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oh bizarro, where art thou? i just went to the store and bought ice cream. expensive ice cream. the kind i masterbate thinking about. i'm going to indulge myslef. what a fucking day. was going well. then blammo. that hit me hard. don't know what happened. i need to be mean. i would make a great mean person, i'm already cynical as hell. hey, i know. i'll write a series of popular fairy tales and put myself as the mean character who spoils all those child-like dreams of the children characters. i'll title it, "pinkbeard's wretched ship of horrid disasters". i think it will sell, don't you? man, i feel funny now. hmmmm....hallucinogens....
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