I’ve got lots of hair. I really need to do some grocery shopping. I think I’m coming down with a cold. I watch too many movies, or “talking pictures”. My feet are cold. I grow my toenails way too long sometimes. I hope I never get cholera. I sleepwalk; if you follow me, I’ll lead you to buried treasure of which I have no knowledge while I’m awake. I aspire to get all the turkeys out of Turkey. I eat the red Smarties last. My feet are still cold. I like disco. I don’t know how to dance, but that’s better than standing with my arms crossed, pouting, and pretending I don’t like some band. I write letters in dead languages to people you’ve never met.I have a lot of ideas and not a lot of cocaine. I sometimes go places to people-watch, but not to people-judge.I dig poetry and acknowledge that it welcomes masculinity. My feet are still REALLY cold.
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