class clown freshmen dressed like less nessmen

class clown freshmen dressed like less nessmen forgot about the next lession i pass the test gussen and all other kids said
your breath smells like garlic, he dressed like Herb Tarlic, was from the antartic, his best friend was sephartic, had a girlffriend, had to leave her, Dr. Johnny Fever
was a beaver deceiver. Lesson learned, so she burned his telephonic receiver. "Your XXX assistants," said his ex-listless ex-missis, "Are a fist assist from bloody mist existence."
Ah, whatever the clever. I eat dairy on the daily, and write it in my diary. Reading back the pages made me feel like my boss was raising my wages. I felt happy, gladly.
Being off the anti-psychotic meds was awesome! I had so many friends in my head again, and super powers!! I felt renewed, loved and murderous, which went great with my Oreos and
ox blood breakfast. It just made everything taste better, being free of the meds allowed me to enjoy all the fine pleasures of life. I could once again roam the streets naked
, body slam passersby and squat in the medians reading Fifty Shades of Grey to pigeons with a megaphone. Off the meds I was a new man! Cops chased me but could never catch me
cuz I'm a slippery, sneaky, sumbitch an I don wanna get caught. I aint never going back to the clink or the "ward" or the "hospital" or whatever it is you're calling it now. Come
closer now. Yeah, thassit, closer...CLOSER! You hear me and you hear me good. Gimme all your clothes. Yeah, the underpants too. I gotta get acrosst state lines to-NIGHT!
Suddenly, I woke up and shook my head. What an utterly bizarre dream that was, I thought to myself before falling back asleep.

Started: 2011-08-11 13:58:03
Finished: 2012-11-12 15:57:54

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