Incomprehensible Blathering

The shallow stream is easily crossed. The shallow mind, even more so.

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And then, there was like, this time, that, you know, I was like, a total dork and it was like, OMG, like, you know, it was just sooooo, you know, like, weird.

I used to think that writing was simply a matter of putting down the spoken word in the way in which it was spoken. I have come to realize that it is, in fact, otherwise.

And now for something completely different: Bed.

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