you know
when the "thing" at the cash register
doesn't know tax mathematics
and the "consort"
is trying to thieve
then really
its fuckin over.
i mean
should i go in there again
and sit with them
as their gruesome grins
unravel pieces of brain shit
out of their fuckin glass mouths?
"but on the other hand"
"you and I"
divine love
so no worries
be kind
you owned the school somehow
why wouldja have graduated from it? :P
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