Wait.
Where am I? I'minashop. Notmyshop. Where am I? Manny? Wait.
Where's my wine? Wait. What time is it? Wait. Where am I? Who am I? Wait, scratch that last one, I think I've a grasp on identity.
Yeah.
Where the fuck am I? I swear to Mary, if this is some sort of foolish child-prank of your's, Fran, I'll have your head or something else just as valuable-if not more so. I'll have your birth control! Oh, he means business.
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June 2012
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I think I'm going to be scarce for a bit. No rest, and all that. |