what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

I don’t like it when people tell me what to do

yeah   no shit
so you made a career out of it

dispatch me

promptly refrigerate unused portion in a separate container

when I say pro se
you say hey
when I say pro se
you say hey
say hey pro se  you don’t stand a chance

at 1111 3rd idle hands are tools of the devil
at 801 2nd they’re greeters for Jesus Christ

mmmm    it does go well with the chicken
delicious again Peter

take away all the good stuff
from this job as a legal messenger
while retaining all the bad
and what’s left?
a job in the Lane Powell mail room

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if this isn't an ad for DANK bags nothing is. 8:40am at 2101. All day and night and day again. Housed. Literally Lee Majors. Majorly housed. Two normal men would be unconscious, but these are not two normal men. Fucking A+. Cheers to you 25 (two five)

25 immortalized on film. sorry, feeling dramatic. while perhaps not here physically, once 25 is gone, we know he won't be forgotten.

i'm lying in wait where you least expect me!

cheers two-five

dude. dude. dude. I've seen you around http://pilderwasser.com/images/ena_dude.jpg

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