themagicroundabout
ain't gettin' offa this train they're on
oh, sweet nuthin'

I never understood how a mind wrox.

It is ok, Meat Puppet.
Put the pen away. Put it in a grocery bag.
Now talk about how you feel, describe to me what is going on inside your mind.
I'm here for you.

(stabbing myself with pen)

My hand is crooked much like yours, but there is a pen in it.

There's a point at the end of my knife, this knife I hold in my crooked hand.

you have a point

ive said it before and ill say it again,old people smell funny.

You will understand when you're older.
I promise you.

I don't get it.

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