CaptainWacky
I want to smell dark matter
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thing of the day shoudl reprsent my state of mind at ht etime i write it
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just nothing in my head
i'tj it's all uot
eveything that was locked up in ther
it's all gone
nothing left to go on
fl don't have the same brain as others
so
can't thik and talk about htnigns you do
can't have converstaions
all i had was captainwacky
and there's not much of that left
just this
words
dsfiltoo long
wors
can't type in setencves
so
what now
new stuff isn't really going to djust appear in my head i don't think
jkgjkhjgfjkjkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
so
what now
can't be nromal
that isn't phsyically possible
so
have
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umm
what is there
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rank femaele scelebrites
yeah
grea
tkgj
but what else
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what elis
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______________________
(Man walks on stage.)
Man: Hi. I don't know what I'm going to say. I thought I'd walk on stage and I'd know what to say. But I don't. Shit. Sorry for swearing. No, I'm not sorry. I just said that because it's what people say. Isn't it?
(He spins round in a circle eight times.)
Man: I'm nervous.
(Woman walks on stage.)
Woman: Hi.
(Man looks aways sheepishly. Woman gives him an odd look and shrugs.)
Woman: Be that way.
(She walks off stage.)
Man: Oh no. What have I done. She could have been the one. I could have married her. Right? That's possible, isn't it? People get married? I'm a person? Kind of? No. I'm not. I'M RALPH TOAST.
(He pulls toast of his pockets.)
Man: TOAST TOAST TOAST WHO WANTS SOME FUCKING TOAST, I'M CAUSING A SCENE AREN'T I, I'M A BIG MAN NOW.
(He throws the toast right in the face of woman who has walked back on stage.)
Woman: What the fuck? What the fuck?
Man: I AM THE GOD OF TOAST...oh.
(He looks at his feet sheepishly.)
Woman: You're sad.
(She walks off stage again.)
Man: I wish I'd brought some cheese. CHEESE, TO EAT WITH THE TOAST, GET IT, THAT'S THE PUNCHLINE.
(He punches himself in the face repeatedly, crying as he does.)
Man: THAT'S. THE. PUNCH. LINE.
(He curls up in a balls, rocking back and forther.)
Man: TOAST...
FIN
______________-
good play
maybe one of the best
on the other hand
it was shit
what the fuck
why
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gsio
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there is no different betweern flphiogfp
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sdg
h lost it
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FUCKING DUCks
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jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj
there is no difference between the nonsense and the words
fgt
f
googf
fuc
g
gh
thing
thing of the day shoudl reprsent my state of mind at ht etime i write it
gftasjasrhyp
rhy
dfh
erhyr u9pefhu9p efhu9p ifh up
f9 opgfa t
g THIS DOES
fyajifhjgf
gtrjo
igjof
gtr
trui9pup
tr
uitrp
feeble attempt at chaos
t
ilkttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttttt
just nothing in my head
i'tj it's all uot
eveything that was locked up in ther
it's all gone
nothing left to go on
fl don't have the same brain as others
so
can't thik and talk about htnigns you do
can't have converstaions
all i had was captainwacky
and there's not much of that left
just this
words
dsfiltoo long
wors
can't type in setencves
so
what now
new stuff isn't really going to djust appear in my head i don't think
jkgjkhjgfjkjkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
so
what now
can't be nromal
that isn't phsyically possible
so
have
gflg
gf
hmm
umm
what is there
um m
rank femaele scelebrites
yeah
grea
tkgj
but what else
ip
gfl
ihjgfum
grjum
umm
bfhudhil
what elis
humm
sdgjkl a dflk
a
dfjifiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiij i guess htis ist hep oint in a thing of the day where i'd write a paly
______________________
(Man walks on stage.)
Man: Hi. I don't know what I'm going to say. I thought I'd walk on stage and I'd know what to say. But I don't. Shit. Sorry for swearing. No, I'm not sorry. I just said that because it's what people say. Isn't it?
(He spins round in a circle eight times.)
Man: I'm nervous.
(Woman walks on stage.)
Woman: Hi.
(Man looks aways sheepishly. Woman gives him an odd look and shrugs.)
Woman: Be that way.
(She walks off stage.)
Man: Oh no. What have I done. She could have been the one. I could have married her. Right? That's possible, isn't it? People get married? I'm a person? Kind of? No. I'm not. I'M RALPH TOAST.
(He pulls toast of his pockets.)
Man: TOAST TOAST TOAST WHO WANTS SOME FUCKING TOAST, I'M CAUSING A SCENE AREN'T I, I'M A BIG MAN NOW.
(He throws the toast right in the face of woman who has walked back on stage.)
Woman: What the fuck? What the fuck?
Man: I AM THE GOD OF TOAST...oh.
(He looks at his feet sheepishly.)
Woman: You're sad.
(She walks off stage again.)
Man: I wish I'd brought some cheese. CHEESE, TO EAT WITH THE TOAST, GET IT, THAT'S THE PUNCHLINE.
(He punches himself in the face repeatedly, crying as he does.)
Man: THAT'S. THE. PUNCH. LINE.
(He curls up in a balls, rocking back and forther.)
Man: TOAST...
FIN
______________-
good play
maybe one of the best
on the other hand
it was shit
what the fuck
why
hfjil
jopjigfhjidgtji jiig
gf
gsio
gh
sg
there is no different betweern flphiogfp
o
jihilgfop
gf
ph there i
sdg
h lost it
ft#pjtkr
gfjigtjil
FUCKING DUCks
ghjgffffffffff there isn ond fien
gf
j
fsd
df
jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjj
there is no difference between the nonsense and the words
