The dim lights in the room makes everything

The dim lights in the room makes everything feel slightly more tragic. I'm secretly hoping things aren't really as bad as they seem. Honesty is best but often times the truth hurts
but if I bare all I might bite off more than I can chew. Maybe I'm just making a mountain out of a mole hill. I should stop beating around the bush.
That would probably kill two birds with one stone, but the bird in the hand is worth the two in the bush. That's why I've been beating around the bush. The bush is very dusty.
I used my heavy-duty dustbuster on the bush and accidentally sucked up the birds. I flipped the switch to dustgust mode to expel them, along with 3 years of cat hair, into the atmo
sphere of Earth. However I had severely underestimated the amount of cat hair within the vacuum and within moment the sky was darkened from a billion tons of cat hair. Ice age came
and went in much the same way as Madagascar 1 through 400, Kumg Fu Panda and Rango
the Spelling Bee Champion, who abhorred titles such as "Kumg Fu Panda". He'd missed his calling as an editor.
Momentarily shaken, but not defeated, he embarked on a career in the next best vocation: professional baseball third-baseman. At his size, he was surprisingly agile and made
amazing plays there at 3rd base. Heck, those he encountered didn't even want to run home, they enjoyed his company so much. After all, he was a touchy-feely kind of guy & his fans
just wanted to watch. No wonder baseball is America's favorite sport. Two hot dogs, please.

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