pop my eye out
so i've decided that i'm sorta like popeye...only instead of spinach i pop pixy stix. and instead of my forearms exploding it's my brain.
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1 Comments:
At 11:46 AM,
Christian said…
Sometimes I wonder how you are conscious at all given 1) your nutrition, and 2) your sleep habits.
You are a scientific oddity! Rock on.
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