October 12, 2021 by sandwichcontrol
Are definitely not endless.
There’s a very finite end of the possibilities.
The word of the day is: Sleep-Aid.
|any medications or herbs that help a person sleep|
Monday flew by.
It must’ve been all that wind we had.
Even though time went flying by, the crazy shit didn’t hold back.
From homeless dudes in wheelchairs breaking and entering to magic double whistles that blast up to 120 decibels to chicken sausages to silent farts that smell like gasoline.
It was a wild ride.
Today is looking to be more of the same.
It’ll be all sex, drugs, and rock-n-roll.
Thank cod it’s not leg day as well.
It’s arm day.
See ya’ tomorrow.
More soon. ~SC
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