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I'm A Horrible Person

Dayton3

Dayton3

Secretly A Robot
Think about it. You know it's true.
 
I can't say I've ever had any doubt. :shrug:
 
I blame the diaries.
 
Well, I'm sure your wife still loves you. :)



















And if not, another beating will set her straight.
 
That's not nice of you to say, Ray.
 
Not sure why this needed an entire thread.
 
Because you can't split a thread the way you can hairs.
 
Are you from WF? I just automatically assume that when I see a thread with people I don't know.
 
unsurprisingly, you are correct!
 
Mirah said:
Are you from WF? I just automatically assume that when I see a thread with people I don't know.
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Yes, I am from WF. But that shouldn't matter. You're not paying very good attention to the topic of the thread.
 
Dayton3 said:
Yes, I am from WF. But that shouldn't matter. You're not paying very good attention to the topic of the thread.
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You're a horrible person. yw
 
I didn't have to think about it. Why would they lie to me? Right?
 
I'm just hear for the candy.
 
We're ALL just hear for the candy. 'Tis why we're horrible persons.
 
I thought I heard someone say candy.

Anyway, I'm also horrible. It's all those weird fucking parts I'd never tell anyone specifics about. Oh I'll allude to it. Because I know some of you have an 'other' self. You know, the deep stuff under your lower eye lids always trying to see above the rim. Different advice inside my ears. The thing you want to say or do instead of the thing you actually say or do. I love all those blackened men striving and pulling, struggling for an audience. It gets loud sometimes, but I don't mind at all. It's kind of like picture in picture or a strange filter on my lens.

Hail that oldest man. That ancient success. It helps me cruise through life with power to spare. Embrace that deep time you old men. When you are, in part, what we all were, you always know what to do.

Now where's that candy?
 
If I'm going to admit being horrible, I want chocolate. Not that 50 year old hard candy, and none of those "chewy" things that extract the fillings out of my teeth.
 
I'm a horrible person. I can't do anything right. Nothing I do is good enough for my family.
 
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