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Jett Superior laid this on you on || November 17, 2011 || 12:40 pm

Sometimes I have these terrifically detailed dreams wherein I’m pointedly informed that God was whispering in Euclid’s ear and shit like that.

Then I wake up to a world where things like this exist:

I fling myself around the bedroom, flailing, singing, yanking on pants and am not concerned about Euclid, his ears, or what God said into them. Not one little bit.

Nobody worked it out »

Don´t be shy. Lay it on me.

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