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do you think that someone - or some THING - has jumped into your mind, dr. pepper? |
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I got off the bus in my hometown. When I get off the bus I have to cross a wide, fast street. It had been raining quite a bit, and the crosswalk was flowing with water like a creek. I stepped out of the crosswalk to avoid the water, but didn't see the pothole. My foot went in, and then my calf, my knee, my thigh- it was like it had no bottom. And then I was in Steve Martin's body. It was the mid-eighties. But in spite of being in Steve Martin's body, I heard the voice of Lily Tomlin in my/our head. It must be how God feels: some sort of trinity, three in one, one that is three. I remember having trouble taking a piss, and something about a horse, and then I was back in my body. Very strange. Don't mess around with this stuff, Dr. Pepper. I have a feeling it is very dangerous. What if you don't return? |
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remember the boognish. |