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Jun 2017
come on! come on! stop grandpa tickling me... i too used a v.c.r! and i too remember television static, like watching into the eye of beelzebub, looking out... with that huge *** like a black girl who was really good at running short distances... can you even lodge that memory into your head? remember the *** on those televisions? they weren't exactly kenyan or ethiopian long distance runners.

the year *pearl jam's
yield
                     album was released,
    and also the year that
      metallica's reload album
was released...
     the difference in which
i prefer?
       well, i listened to pearl jam's
on c.d.,
          and metallica's... **** me...
on cassette;
           i'm starting to realise, that yes,
there is life on mars...
             i'm starting to think i'm martian
having lived through the closure
of the 20th century, and now,
odd... 21st century, present;
  i should be at 70,
writing of such oddities, and my own
self-serving bewilderment...
           but ****! i'm only in my thirties!
Written by
Mateuš Conrad  36/M/Essex (England)
(36/M/Essex (England))   
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