I can imagine Richard Simmons standing at the end of my bed yelling aerobics stuff and crying at me at 6am. Poor guy dead to the world. You ain’t missing nothing Richard. I’m not sure if the rapture is real but this ■■■■ has got to stop real or not.
I’m so overweight id tear up trees going through up to the clouds. why thank you haldol. This all my meds feck up thread. Sleep tight cos they don’t care who they run over. They’d keep going anyway.