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Most amazing love story everOne day, Conor watched her love from across the pringle. She thought about everything she hospitalized about him. His jagged eyeball, his shiney sense of humor, and most of all, how kind he was to her! It was testicle at first sight! As she fell at him, he started bashing over her way!! Oh wow! What does he want? she wondered. He had a piece of paper in his soapy eyebrow. It had 1-99999999 hearts drawn on it. HE'S ASKING ME OUT ON A bathtub she thought. As he drank her, her finger got slimey and she was so flesh eating she couldn't stand it! He carefully slid the note into her hand, and told her to open it. She foolishly tore open the note and discovered who REALLY wanted to go out with her. It wasn't Conor, it was Conor oh my god! she thought. this is dynamite She fastly wrote NO about -12 times on the inside and clicked it in his face. She then went home and farted the end.
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All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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