I am swamped with busy bullshit, because the -blam!-ing potatoes in my outfit can't fill out a -blam!-ing report to save their lives... shoot me, the clock is literally stretching time!
[spoiler]might be the drugs too[/spoiler]
[spoiler]Just kidding, I don't do drugs[/spoiler]
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Edit: I'm leaving; thursday, fu
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I have 4 and am coasting