On the ninth day of Christmas my family gave to me, some shit wrapped in a mys-ster-y...
Perhaps it was a glitch in the matrix from that other reality you were once in? Or an acid flashback?
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On the ninth day of Christmas my family gave to me, some shit wrapped in a mys-ster-y...
Perhaps it was a glitch in the matrix from that other reality you were once in? Or an acid flashback?
Could have been a flashback! Not had one of those but taken enough in the past to warrant one no doubt! I suspect it is something to do with those pesky kids. That have more reduced me to sounding like a Scooby Doo villain!! :0)
!PIZZA