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The funny farm is the place to be. We have soft beds, prescription meds, and cable TV. When we party, someone loses their job, or they might lose a limb if we form a mob. It's one of those places you want to find yourself. Electroshock is fun if you bring pop and chips. Careful being around us, we're bad for your health. Best of all, we're about to set sail on our blanket ships. To the unknown and out of room 213! Quick, hand me the bleach, I want to feel clean!
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 8:17 PM UTC
Rocking the fetal position.
The funny farm is the place to be. We have soft beds, prescription meds, and cable TV. When we party, someone loses their job, or they might lose a limb if we form a mob. It's one of those places you want to find yourself. Electroshock is fun if you bring pop and chips. Careful being around us, we're bad for your health. Best of all, we're about to set sail on our blanket ships. To the unknown and out of room 213! Quick, hand me the bleach, I want to feel clean!
I have had many fine experiences, but this is driven from one of my friend's experiences.
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Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 8:17 PM UTC
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