The Aftermath

It hasnt been a very productive day brain now has it. No1 one of my all time favourite feeding grounds is no more. I havent slept or eaten in days and to be perfectly honest with you squishy lobey brain I feel more than a little under the weather. Well Ill head back to the car and listen to my record things always seem so much brighter when I listen to Martina McCutcheon.
Lets sing the the going home game brain, "were off to see the wizard the wonderful wizard of ox if ever there was a wizard that waz the wizard of ox he waz he waz he waz because because! because of(RED) the wonderful things he does...are you playing tricks on me my brain or doest my eyes decive me or was that movement i just saw. Something moving can only mean one thing and one thing only, dinner is served! SHOW YOURSELF! COME OUT AND FACE ME COWARD! oh youve just been feasting havent you i can tell you should have worn a bib!(he couldnt possibly still be hungry greedy guts) Hello there nice day for it isnt it? FUCKING EAT DEATH! ARRRR FUCK YOU ILL FUCK YOU FUCKER! NO FUCK AH! AHHHHHHH NOOOOO ILL EAT YOUR FUCKING EYES! ahhhhhhhh noooooooo nooo(stop trying to eat me) please noooooooo no please no brain make him STOP IT HURRRRRRRRRRTS bra.......oof..ahhh....a________________________
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