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Justin S Wampler Apr 2015
It's not that I don't care.
It's just that I don't care to care.
At least when I'm impaired.
S I N Feb 2020
Down and down I go this aisle with cart Oh hi man how are you? I’m fine that’s ‘ight and you I’m good thx yeah for me there someth? Oh yeah this here and this one pink envelope? well that’s from you know oh yes that’s one well fine okay have a good day yeah bye and off I go again for me? Yeah this I do not like him I try to keep him off my sight and mind but smile nice shirt oh yeah? just ironed well bye-bye pretentious ***** and phony also this is **** I should of said that next time sure for sure ensure the screech is pleasant to lubricate forgot après this finished howdy-rowdy for me smth no pardon c’est fine go by there’s really nothing poor old creep for him man’ years he here and not one sheet that’s triste but oh again this cramp should aim for loo ma’am après vous those thighs in nylon wiggle-waggle just like Bloom I am that day today but winter tho’ though onward batches envelopes and stamps hiya my mate how miles per day come forth that’s heyyy that is the one I yeahyeahyeah dumbf nonono he’s just like I like you like me obnoxious clown to grab and off this floor should be enough to from this height his gray to smash to mash this one is fine to smash to mash oh yuck this almost got me shhhhh
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To Smash to mash
When I hear,
yeahyeahyeah,,rapidly
as if they've been listening
to me
I know that they haven't heard
a word I've been saying,

I may just as well have been
praying to..
..well you know who you
pray too

Think I shall stop this interacting,
yes,
and as a matter of fact in
about,
well
as soon as the ball of string is long,

does that make sense to you?
have you been praying too?
There's nooo business
like shooow business
There's no business I knooow...

...That pays me more than I'm worth and puts up with the mess im supposed to be; that knows a hangover both ways they come and don't give you **** about how it be.

The kinda job that don't get twisted about a loose end left untidy, when the evening whistle blows; the kind where everyone works together, drinks together, and does blow.

We're getting our kicks tonight, you and me. This can wait a night. I'll wrap it up tomorrow. Don't even sweat, it's so close, close enough to cover for a night. Bet they don't even notice, much less make a note.

...just one beer...
...the sun rises...
...a phone rings...

Man I just can't
I don't have it in me any more
At least not today
I'm ******* beat
...

Last night got wild
A little too wild
I gotta gets some sleep
And rest these knees.

Nah, I'll get back after it again tomorrow, we ran too long last night; I can barely see.
...
Yeah. Yeah, no worries, I'll be there in a little bit. Just
Gimme a minute...
let me get back on my feet.
I'm getting dressed. Heading out shortly. Like 20-30. Alright? Sweet!

Get bottle or or some cans?
Whiskey good with you?
Yeah, no, I can manage
I'm already rolling
I'll be there soon.
Yeahyeahyeah,
No I'm good.
We'll get
It done.
Later.
Bye.
...
.

Duuuuude... **** me. Past me is rude.
    
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