I hope you enjoy your burrito.
EATING.
I can sort of smell the litter but I think it's my BRAIN making me think I smell it.
It was okay but that sweet smell is still in the air.
It's like a reminder floating around my head.
I keep hearing that line from Trainspotting when he's kicking heroin...
"You're not sick yet but you know the checks in the mail"
holy fuck I JUST BURPED AND IT SMELLED LIKE SWEET CAT LITTER
IT SMELLED LIKE PINE FOREST CAT LITTER
HOLY FUCK THIS IS NO WAY TO GET A TAPEWORM
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You throw out whole burritos? Ice man not deliver blocks of ice for the old icebox?
I'm glad someone did the Moors thing. I thought about but I lacked the give a fuck needed.
A train leaving every night..
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