I had a long conversation with my stomach, and it finally decided that I can eat and drink again without needing to look for a toilet.π We are friends again π
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I had a long conversation with my stomach, and it finally decided that I can eat and drink again without needing to look for a toilet.π We are friends again π
It's always nice to be friends with one's stomach. π
Okay, I need to ask something. You know what sleeping means, right? π
I heard about it...I figure I'll get some when I'm dead.
So we CAN sleep when we are dead?! I met a person once, and he asked if we could go for a drink. I said it was late and that I was going to sleep, and he said it was the right decision because when you're dead, you don't get to sleep since you're a ghost and have a lot to do. I'm still not sure if he was kidding or not π€¨π
Well, I know what I'll be doing when I'm a ghost...
Haunting people! (I have a list.) π
I wouldn't scare people. Instead, I'd hide their keys, phones, and other small things, then laugh as they struggle to find them. :))
Exactly, mess with their heads.