REMEMBERING SHAYP
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Strange. When I follow people, I wear a tan hat.
I want this guy to die and the lady we heard speak a little while ago. They sound constipated!
This actually makes sense.
I need some mass murder to happen. Pronto!
Thankfully they do or I would not be sleeping on freshly ironed sheets tonight.
Wearing that Lipton Sterling Silver Medallion while drinking a cup of Lipton Tea will soothe that blood lust.
Who irons sheets besides my mother? I never understood that. They will get wrinkles immediately. It's almost like people that fold their under ware. Just throw them in a drawer.
Throw them in a drawer? tsk tsk