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04/28/2026 14:58h
What if I ate too much food     there being Not enough money    immigranty And save all the ketchup packets    George Carlin record on the record player saying how many ways you can curse and they are all funny   (small brown bird with a black neck and a beak full of fluff for a nest) The old joke: “How many feet do you have?”     Instead of “How tall are you?” This looks like joy     a joke who looked at you and laughed Look at the map upside down    so that south Is north and north is south it’s the other way around because it’s the commonly agreed to thing    (visual language of the colonizer) or snowful awful     tearful wishful