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30 November 2005

Dr. Rico called, and my brain has been found. Unfortunately, all of the items inside have been fried beyond recognition. It's a total loss. [More:] Why can't I sleep more than six hours a night? I know for some of you that might be a full night's sleep, but I need at least 7 1/2 to function properly. *sigh* I'm gonna go try to nap before work.
There is a train trestle over your apartment, and the 7 goes by every nine minutes at night. You also have a badger living under your bed who gnaws on your shoulder as you sleep.

To solve these and other problems, all it takes is tiny classified ads. Think of it! A million dollars and peace of mind, all from TINY CLASSIFIED ADS!
posted by Hugh Janus 30 November | 16:35
TINY CLASSIFIED ADS! Why didn't I think of that?

Nap didn't happen. Now I've got eight hours of torpor to look forward to. I'm smearing hamberger on my neck tonight so the badger under the bed can finish me off.
posted by bmarkey 30 November | 19:35
Indie thrash industrial metal hardcore || This is the official whinging thread

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