My hovercraft is, once again, full of eels. Also, my nipples explode with delight.
But now! Original content!
It is a cold day here in my inflated broom cupboard of a dorm room, and I have nothing to drink. This would not be a problem, were the thirst slightly less debilitating. But such is life.
I feel like dancing.
And later, maybe suicide.
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